In A Rose Garden Skyclad

I did promise you a rose garden unaware that the promise included thorns.

I did promise you a rose garden unaware that the promise included thorns.

A long time ago, there was a song “I never promised you a rose garden” that I used to sing to my wife. Well, the truth was that I had promised her a rose garden and had given her three red roses for a wedding bouquet to serve as a reminder of that promise. For many, many years those three roses have been kept in a preserved state, a place where they still remain. And, over the years, we have had roses in our gardens in our various homes. But, it wasn’t until we moved to this house thirteen years ago that we created a rose garden as seen here in this photo.

Little did either of us realise that the real rose garden has been a part of our life each and every day since the day we first met – a place of seasons that bloomed with promise of perfect, followed by seasons where that promise would fade and slip into frosty silence, and then return again in spring to uplift the spirit and blossom in the fullness of intentional relationship – unconditional love that dares to descend into darkness knowing that an ascent awaits back into the light. Naive? Perhaps, but it has worked for us for forty-four years.

About A Naturist's Lens

I am a therapist that focuses on the use of active imagination, photograph, dreamwork and Jungian Psychology in order to uncover the whole person hidden beneath layers of personae, complexes and clothing.

Posted on July 30, 2015, in Jungian Psychology, Naturism. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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