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These last weeks, Mary Magdalena was a lot on my mind and she still is :D :D .... yesterday I was guided to this on the internet and I wanted to share this story from Dorothea... about the ORDER of the BLUE ROSE :D :D

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"As I considered this mission of peace during Saturday meditation, the sounds of chanting began to play in my head. The nurturing presence of Isis, the Kwan Yin, and beloved Virgin Mary began to fill the room, the sisterhood energies spinning in a pinkish, golden spiraling swirl that took my consciousness to them. I saw Sofia, the mother of all beings,and I felt the great sense of oneness as I approached her. All the goddesses I had ever known were there: Sekmett, Hathor, Isis, Nute in her starry robes, beloved Virgin Mary, The Kwan Yin of love and mercy, each expressing their owncolors of light and sound.

All fear and despair released, leaving only light and sound. The silvery colors of the rainbow danced in rhythms that brought back memories of long ago; and suddenly a great blue rose stood in full bloom. I looked within the blossom and saw the face of the Blue Rose, the Magdalene. She said to me,

"I am the Magdalene. I am known as The Blue Rose. I have been slandered and misunderstood. I have been judged a whore and a despicable being who tempted Joshua Ben Joseph. I ask for you to consider why a mere prostitute has been degraded over and over again. I have come forward to tell my tale.

In the days of the Cathors of southern France, there was established The Order of the Blue Rose. This group loved and followed the true teaching of Jesus the Christ. They were not connected with any other religion and finally were killed by the crusaders. Now the energies ofthe divine feminine are returning to your dimension to heal relationships between men and women. For centuries women have lived according to belief systems that were not for our highest good. Some of us have loved in the only way we were taught to love. Some of us remember the magic of a mate, while others are confused, not knowing what mating relationships should be. Some dream of knights in shining armor there to protect them and sweep them away from their fears.

You may wonder why men have such a hard time loving themselves and honoring their first and true mother, Gaia. It was earth that opened her heart to the male energy of Mars, giving the gift of life experience on this planet. We women opened our hearts as well as our bodies to give birth to men, to love them as they healed from their Mars warrior mentality. Our hierarchy realized that we must become half and half to understand and heal. We began remembering that as long as the enemy lived within us, there would be no one who could save us but ourselves. We knew that what was wrong with our partners was the mirror of our own fractured selves

As the veils of illusion began fading, we began to see our old unresolved issues. As young women our role models were our mothers, and our own belief systems carried over from one lifetime to another. The goddess we gazed upon was Mary, a virgin mother. Men became confused about relationships.

"This is the time to heal beloved Gaia. At your fingertips are ways of doing more good now than ever before. You have the power to take a stand for any issue that you feel is significant. This country was created to be the new beginning, to show and teach the rest of the world how to live in peace and harmony with all life forms."

The smoke that has filled the skies is a warning that what is created in other parts of the world can come back to haunt everyone. Do not sit idly by, thinking that all will be well. No action is still an action! Use this time to join together in meditation for world peace and world unity. With unity all can be healed and brought into harmony. Remember your mother earth and the female that lives inside of you."

With that the energy dissipated and peace filled the air.

May the blessing be!

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From the heart of Jesus :D :D

I want to make it clear that the historical details about my life are truly unimportant compared to my spiritual teachings and the example that I set. My true message is that each human being has the potential to attain Christ consciousness and ascend to heaven. I demonstrated that message in my life, but to truly understand that message you must look beyond the historical details and see the universal aspect of my life. My life was meant to demonstrate the path that every soul can follow. Therefore, if people focus too much attention on the historical details, it can indeed become an obsession that takes them away from understanding and internalizing my universal message. This is why I am generally reluctant to answer questions about the historical details of my life.

Another reason is that many of those historical details are being disputed, often from several different sources. I really have no desire to set the record straight about every historical detail concerning my life, because if I did so it would take up my messenger’s time for years, and his time could be spent far more constructively in helping people understand my universal message and my inner teachings so that they can apply those teachings to their lives and manifest their Christhood.

Having said that, let me now set the record straight concerning my relationship with Mary Magdalene. Mary Magdalene and I were not married prior to my crucifixion and my resurrection, and she was not pregnant with my child at that time. It would have been quite irresponsible of me to have married and impregnated her, knowing the turbulence that could follow at the end of my mission in Galilee. In fact, had we been married and had she been pregnant, she would almost certainly have been killed by the very same people who plotted my crucifixion. They not only wanted to destroy me, but they surely would have destroyed any heir I might have brought into this world. Their aim was to destroy the very seed of Christ in any manifestation in which it appeared on Earth. So for the sake of Mary’s protection, we were not married and she was not pregnant with my child.

Mary and I did, however, have a very close relationship. We were both aware that we had a deep soul connection, namely what many New Age people today call a soul-mate or twin-flame relationship. The fact is that Mary Magdalene and I are twin flames, and although we did not use that term back then, we were quite aware that we had a special relationship.
However, this did not mean that we had any intent of getting married and living a normal family life. I came for a very specific spiritual mission, and part of it was to inaugurate a new movement that would teach the universal path to Christ consciousness.

As part of this movement, I sought to bring balance into the lives of all human beings, into society and into religious life. For this balance to truly have been manifest, it was necessary to completely change the attitude toward women that was so prevalent back then. I did indeed come to raise up women to their rightful roles as being equal to and of equal value as men. I came to eradicate the erroneous, in fact the Satanic, belief that women caused the fall of humankind and therefore were to be blamed and to be subservient to men forever.

If you would care to study the Gospel According to Mary Magdalene that was found at Nag Hammadi, you see that I did indeed appear to her before I appeared to any of my other disciples, as I have already described elsewhere. From the official Gospels, and from some of the other Nag Hammadi texts, you will see that my disciples were very preoccupied with who would take over as their leader after my resurrection. I deliberately did not appoint a leader before my resurrection, and the reason was that my crucifixion, resurrection and ascension would, among many other things, serve as a test that could test the mettle of my disciples and my other followers.

I must say that several of my my male disciples did not exactly pass this test with flying colors, the more obvious example being Peter as described elsewhere. Yet Mary Magdalene did indeed pass this test by remaining true to our spiritual connection and looking for me in her heart more than in outer locations.

The vision I gave to Mary, as it is partially described in the Gospel of Mary, was that I wanted her to be the leader of all of my disciples and followers. I wanted her to be in charge of the new movement that I wanted to be known as the “Followers of the Way.” I wanted that movement to give full equality to women yet giving due considerations to the physical differences. In other words, it was my clear intention that Mary Magdalene would become the leader of what later became known as the Christian movement. This means that she would have been the very first pope, and not Peter as claimed by the Catholic Church. However, I had no intention of creating a position as the pope of the Catholic Church.

As you can well imagine, and as you can clearly see from both the official scriptures and Nag Hamadhi texts, the thought of having a woman as their leader was highly disturbing to my male disciples. In fact, they reacted against this so violently that it became obvious that they simply had not risen to the level of consciousness that would make it possible for them to accept the equality of men and women. Therefore, I faced the difficult decision of whether to shatter the early movement and scatter my disciples for the wind or whether to withdraw Mary Magdalene from a leadership position. After much deliberation with the ascended beings that served as my counselors, it was decided to withdraw Mary Magdalene.

However, because of the disobedience of my disciples, I did not appoint an official leader. I left it up to them to decide who would be their leader. This was, in fact, mandated by the Law of Free Will. This law states that when people receive direction from an ascended being and refuse to follow that direction, they can be given no further direction until they abandon the state of consciousness that cause them to disobey and sincerely ask for forgiveness and new directions.

Let me say that although this was a serious situation, it was not completely detrimental to the Christian movement. My male disciples did indeed have some measure of Christ consciousness that allowed them to be instruments of the Holy Spirit. Therefore, I do not want anyone to reason that the early Christian movement went entirely astray because Mary Magdalene was not appointed its leader. I do however want people to be aware of the fact that from the very beginning the Christian movement did not follow my highest vision.

We of the Ascended Host serve as the spiritual teachers of humankind. Before a certain soul descends into embodiment, it meets with its personal teachers to plan the soul’s embodiment. Because we have been in embodiment on Earth, we know how difficult it can be to remember and follow your divine plan after you enter a physical body and are burdened by the heavy weight of both your personal and the planetary karma. Therefore, we have great compassion for the many people who do not fully remember or are not able to completely follow the divine plan for their life. And precisely because so many people cannot follow their divine plans, we have become experts in coming up with alternative solutions when it becomes clear that our first plan cannot be carried out. So after it became obvious that Mary Magdalene would not become the leader of the Christian movement, we did in fact come up with Plan B.

According to this plan, Mary Magdalene was removed from ancient Israel. I am aware that there are persistent stories that she went to France and had a child there, which was either my physical child or a child that was conceived through the power of the Holy Spirit. However, this was a story that was deliberately engineered as a decoy to mislead those who were after Mary’s life. It was in fact carried out by Joseph of Arimathaea, who was one of my most trusted collaborators, although he was not one of my official disciples. Joseph was indeed an initiate of a secret society, and he was working with me behind the scenes to do certain things that are not recorded in the scriptures and were not intended to become public knowledge. So Joseph was instrumental in creating the rumor of Mary’s travels to France, and he was also instrumental in secretly sending her to live in what is now Kashmir.

Had Mary Magdalene become the leader of the Christian movement, I would have been able to work more directly with that movement than I actually did. I could have done this because of our twin-flame relationship, whereby she could have become my hands and feet on Earth that I could work through from my ascended state. Because none of my other disciples were able to serve in this capacity, I asked for and was granted an unusual dispensation.

In most cases, when a soul ascends, it does not return to a physical body. However, in a few cases an ascended master has been granted a dispensation to actually return in a physical body that is not born of a woman but is actually an ascended master light body that is lowered in vibration until it can be detected with the physical senses. I did appear in such a body to my disciples on several occasions but only for short periods of time. I was, however, given the dispensation to materialize such a body, and I did in fact join Mary Magdalene in Kashmir.

In Kashmir, only a very small group of trusted people knew our identities. And because secrecy was essential to Mary's protection, none of my disciples knew anything about this. Some of them actually believed she traveled to France, others that she had Gone with Joseph to England.

We did indeed consecrate our relationship, but we were not formerly married in an outer church. We were married in the inner church. We did in fact have seven children, both boys and girls. There are indeed people today who are descendants of that blood line, but this really is not a fact with any spiritual significance. Christ consciousness cannot be produced mechanically, and therefore Christ consciousness cannot be encoded in human genes. What can be encoded in the genes is the pattern of a perfect body and mind, which gives the soul the best opportunity to manifest Christ consciousness—yet it is still no guarantee. In other words, even if an ascended being conceived a child, there is no guarantee that that child will manifest Christ consciousness. It is entirely up to the soul of the child. Christ consciousness is not a product of the physical body but a product of the consciousness of the soul.

Mary Magdalene and I did live in Kashmir for many years. She died of old age, and shortly after that I withdrew my “physical” body. This happened at a time that would have made me 81 years old if I had continued to live in my physical body.

Mary Magdalene is today an ascended master, known as the Ascended Master Magda. Her last embodiment was as Aimee Semple McPherson who established the International Church of the Foursquare Gospel and built the Angelus Temple in Los Angeles....
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The Legend of the Blue Rose

Once upon a time, long, long ago, in a kingdom far, far away, there lived a king. He was a very kind, very wise king. His kingdom had thrived and prospered during his reign. Now the king was growing old, and he knew that soon he would need to provide his people a new king. The king had one child, a daughter. She was a fair and lovely princess. The time had come for the princess to wed. It was up to him to choose her a husband, for whoever wed the princess would one day reign at her side as king. The princess’ father needed to find a wise and clever young man.

The king strolled in the royal rose garden as he pondered the problem. He considered the kingdom to the North. The Northern king had two sons. One was aged 4 years, and the other was merely 7. The king sighed. That would not do. He considered the kingdom to the South. The Southern king had five daughters. The king sighed again. The Western kingdom lay a long way away over a mountain range. He had heard rumors of the Western kingdom and of the Western king. His reputation was one of a sour, bitter man who had one son. The Western prince was said to be wild, foolish, and given to behavior very unbecoming to a prince. No, that wouldn’t do at all. The princess was generous, fair, lovely, and loved to laugh. The king shook his head in puzzlement, and continued his walking and thinking in the royal rose garden.

In another part of the kingdom there was a young man who was also doing a lot of thinking. He was his mother’s only remaining son, now that his brothers had left home to begin homes and families of their own. It was up to him to tend all the fields and the animals for his mother. His father had died when the young man was born, so he had grown up working alongside his brothers tending the family farm. The old hired man still worked the fields as well, but he was not as quick as he once had been.

The young farmer was a handsome lad, with a keen, intelligent gaze that pierced right to one’s very soul. His smile was slow to warm, but seemed to always linger around his mouth as if it really enjoyed being there. This day the young farm lad was working in the field and thinking. Before long, he caught a distant glimpse of what it was he was thinking about. His eye fell on the princess’ royal carriage, and his breath caught in his throat. It was said that the princess was so very beautiful that people tended to stop right where they were, awestruck by her radiance whenever she passed by. Her skin was as smooth as a petal. Her eyes bright as the stars in the evening sky. Her smile as cheerful as summer sunshine. Her hair as silky and soft and shiny as the water that that flowed over the millrace when the evening sun turned it to burnished gold. The young man watched the carriage as it careened along in the distance. The sun glinted off the shining buckles of the harness that hitched the six horse team to the beautiful coach. There! Just for a moment he had caught a glimpse of the princess’ silky hair flowing from one of the windows of the coach. Quick as a firefly, one dainty hand could be seen reaching for the stray lock and bringing it back inside the coach. For a moment, he thought he heard the echo of the princess’ laughter on the breeze.

Oh how his heart thumped in his chest. He loved the princess. But, of course, he realized that his love was in vain, since it was simply not possible for a commoner like himself to marry royalty like the princess. Nevertheless, he paused in his work and watched the carriage until it was completely out of sight.

The next day there was much commotion in the square. The king’s emissary was busily nailing a proclamation to the door of the church. As soon as it was up, everyone crowded around to see what it said.

Proclamation:

All clever, able-bodied young men of Sound Mind Who would wish to wed the Princess are directed To come to the throne room of the Castle at daybreak tomorrow! The King!

The young man was overjoyed! Here was his chance! He had no idea what would be required of him other than he be young, able-bodied, and of sound mind, but he decided then and there that he would do whatever it took to win the hand of the princess.

He hurried home to tell his mother, and arranged with the old hired man to take care of things until his return. Then he hurried as fast as he could to the castle.

When the young man arrived at the castle, his heart sank. There was a line of men that stretched from the castle gates all the way down the street. The men appeared to be all ages, in all sorts of shapes and sizes, and, truthfully, many of them did not look at all clever.

With a sigh, the young man joined the line. He filled his mind with thoughts of the princess. Her lovely skin, smooth as a petal. . . her fair, flowing hair. . . those dainty hands. Mind you, the young man had not a single thought of what it would actually mean to marry the princess. It had never occurred to him that, if he wed the princess, he would then be prince, and, upon the death of the king, he himself would rule the kingdom. No. He had but one thought. He loved the princess, and it was his love for her that drove him to be here in the line. Eventually it was his turn, and he found himself being escorted before the king.

Without preamble, the king spoke to the nervous young man.

“If you would wed my daughter, the royal princess, there is a task you must do to prove your worthiness.” The king smiled a broad smile and sipped from his golden goblet. “Bring me an orchard. And place it here, in the palm of my hand, by breakfast time tomorrow. Off with you!” The king summoned his guards, and the young man found himself being escorted out of the throne room and shoved out the side door.

He stood there a moment collecting himself.

“Hmmm. . . an orchard. How in the world can I place an entire orchard in the palm of the king’s hand?” the young man asked himself. Thinking thoughts of the fair princess, he began walking. As he walked, he pondered the puzzle. He had no idea how in the world he was going to accomplish this impossible task. He only knew that he loved the princess, and that, somehow, he would find a way.

Suddenly, the air in front of him began to shimmer strangely. A pale, blue light began to glow. He stopped and looked at what appeared before him. Thinking something was wrong with his sight, he blinked, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. What he saw was a fairy.

“So it’s an orchard the king wants, is it?” the fairy asked with a chuckle. Her voice sounded like the most delicate of brass bells blowing gently in a breeze.

“Who. . .who. . . er, what. . . are you?” the young man stammered. He was rooted to the spot. He had never in his life beheld anything magical, and he felt that this must surely smack of magic. Feeling unsure of what to do next, he stood there poised on the balls of his feet, looking as if he might go charging off in any direction at any moment.

“Silly young man,” the fairy said with a fleeting smile. “I am the fairy queen. Where True Love reigns there may I be found. To help True Love’s path I am honor bound. Here. Take this to the king.” The fairy queen reached deep into the folds of her gossamer gown, and plucked out something so tiny the young man couldn’t see it at all at first. It was an apple seed. It felt very ordinary. Very ordinary, indeed, lying there in the palm of his hand where the fairy queen had dropped it.

“In the heart of every seed lies a tree waiting to be born. One tree bears more than enough apples to become an orchard. There is an entire orchard right there in the palm of your hand. Go now. You’ve wandered far, and you must hurry to return to the palace by breakfast time.” The fairy began to grow smaller and smaller, until there was nothing but a tiny spot of blue light dancing in front of the young man. Then the light winked out. Her tinkling laughter echoed all around him.

“Thank you!” called the young man. He realized he was not talking to thin air. The fairy queen was gone. Quickly, he tucked the apple seed safely into his pocket and hurried back in the direction of the castle. He smiled to himself. Soon he was whistling.

His majesty the king was just sitting down to his royal breakfast of scones and honey when the young man was escorted into a position before him. Mildly surprised, the king looked up.

“Well?” He held out his hand and closed his eyes. The young man carefully reached into his pocket and brought out the apple seed. Reverently he laid it in the palm of the king’s hand.

The king’s eyes popped open, and he gazed in astonishment. “What’s this? An apple seed? An ordinary apple seed?”

“Your majesty, inside the heart of every seed there lies a tree waiting to be born. Every tree has more than enough apples on it to become an orchard. You have there an orchard. In the palm of your hand. Just as you requested, sire.” The young man smiled a very hopeful smile.

The king held the seed up in his fingers for all the court to see. Then he burst out laughing. “You are a clever man. A clever man, indeed!” He laid the seed on the table next to his breakfast plate. Then he leaned back in his chair and stroked his beard.

“I’ve got it!” he exclaimed. “Another impossible task for this clever young man who claims to love my daughter. Bring me all the treasures of the deep blue sea. Put them into my wine goblet by lunchtime tomorrow. Off with you! Go!”

The king clapped his hands, and, once again, the young man found himself being escorted to the side door of the palace and being shoved outside.

“Hmmm. . . all the treasures of the deep blue sea?” he thought to himself. “I can’t even swim. I’m not even sure which direction the ocean is from here.” He sighed a deep, deep sigh. He looked around. Then he began to walk. He had no idea what the treasures of the deep blue sea might be. He did not know how to swim. He wasn’t even sure where the sea was exactly. But he did know one thing: that he loved the princess with all his heart. He would find a way to do whatever was necessary to marry her. Once again he began to smile. He picked up some speed. Whistling, he set out to find the deep blue sea.

The young man walked all that night, and early the next morning he found himself at the seashore. All he could see in any direction was the deep blue sea. “Hmmm. . . it’s a lot bigger than I thought,” he said to himself. “What is it the king could want? Salt? Gold? Fish?” He stood there, completely stymied.

The air in front of him began to shimmer once more as it had before while he was on the previous task. Sure enough, there was the fairy queen.

“All the treasures of the deep blue sea,” the fairy queen said in that lovely tinkling voice of hers. “You haven’t much time, my young friend. Here. This represents all the treasures of the deep blue sea.” The fairy queen waved her wand three times, and there, lying on the sand directly in front of the young man, was an oyster. He picked it up and began to examine it closely.

“You can eat the oyster and then sell the pearl. And oysters keep right on making more oysters, and, when something bothers them, they make it a pearl. Treasures. Every single one.” The fairy smiled. She began to grow smaller.

“Wait!” cried the young man. “How will I get back to the palace by lunchtime?”

Even as she continued to shrink, the fairy began waving her wand. The young man felt his feet begin to move. Soon he was walking in the air above the ground. Below him he could see the treetops! By the time he had blinked his eyes three times, he found himself standing at the king’s elbow just as the king’s lunch was being laid before him. When the royal wine steward placed the king’s wine goblet on the table, the young man reached over and “Ker-Plop!” dropped the oyster into it.

The king looked up. “What’s this?”

“All the treasures of the deep blue sea, your majesty.” Answered the young man with a smile.

The king fished the oyster out of his wine goblet and looked at it. “This? This is all the treasures of the deep blue sea?”

“You can eat the oyster and sell the pearl. And the oysters keep right on making more oysters, and they all keep making pearls. Truly, this represents all the treasures of the deep blue sea, your majesty.” The young man bowed low.

The king laughed aloud. He tossed the oyster lightly into the air and caught it. “All the treasures of the deep blue sea. Right here in my wine goblet. By lunchtime.” He laughed again. “You are indeed a clever, clever young man.”

The king paused, and appeared deep in thought. He stood up and walked over to the window which was open to the fine spring breeze. The fragrance of the royal rose garden wafted up from the palace grounds below. Then he turned and faced the young man.

“I have it!” he thundered. “This shall be your last task. Complete this task, and you shall indeed wed my daughter. Then when I die, you shall become king, and you shall inherit this kingdom.” The entire court fell silent. Every ear in the room quivered with anticipation, wondering what impossible task the king should impose this time.

“Bring me a blue rose. By midnight tonight. Off with you! Go!” The king clapped his hands, and there the young man was, once again being escorted from the king’s presence and shoved outside the side door.

The young man found himself walking in the royal gardens. There every flowering plant was to be found. Slowly he walked among the roses. There were pink roses. There were peach colored roses. There were red roses. There were white roses. There was every shade of every one of these hues, including yellow roses. But nowhere was there a blue rose.

The young man sank down on a bench in the garden and began to weep. Holding his head in his hands he said to himself, “A blue rose does not exist in all of nature! How can I bring the king that which does not even exist?”

He looked about him, hoping to see that familiar shimmer in the air that signaled the arrival of the fairy queen. All he saw were the usual insects one would see in any garden. There were bees, butterflies, even a few wasps and dragonflies. He saw the squirrels. But no fairies. He noticed the old gardener whose duty it was to tend the roses. He hurried over to him and said, “Good day to you, sir. I’m very much in love with the princess and would appreciate your help in completing my task. The king has commanded of me to bring him a blue rose. By midnight tonight. Do you know where I might find one?” He struggled vainly to hide his anguish.

The old gardener shook his head. “There is no such thing as a blue rose. I’m sorry. If you find a blue rose, you will indeed have accomplished the impossible.” He turned away and went back to pruning the bushes.

The young man stammered his thanks and turned away. Sadly, he walked down the path in the royal garden. He had tried so hard. He loved the princess with his whole heart, nay, his whole being. His shoulders shook as he wept silently while he walked.

“Fairy queen! Are you near? Please? Can you hear me? I need a blue rose. By midnight tonight!” There was no response. The sun was going down. The sky was ablaze with streaks of pink and orange and lavender and deep mauve. Wearily, the young man laid himself down on a stone bench to rest. He closed his eyes. In no time at all he was fast, fast asleep.

Time passed. The full moon rose.

Then. . . just as the castle clock began to strike the midnight hour, the young man felt someone shaking his shoulder.

“Awake! Awake, I say! There isn’t much time!”

It was the fairy queen! “Quickly now, you must go to the royal rose garden where bloom the white roses. Up with you! Come on! The clock is chiming.”

“But I looked here earlier. . . there are NO blue roses here. And I spoke to the old gardener. He assured me that such a flower does not exist in ALL of nature. It’s impossible.” The young man sighed in resignation.

“Ah, but you didn’t see them by the light of the full moon. Look there. Tell me what you see!” The fairy queen pointed in the direction of the white roses.

His breath catching in his throat, the young man rubbed his eyes in astonishment. Quickly he ran to the palace to fetch the king.

“Quickly, your majesty! Please come with me!” He led the monarch by the hand outside into the rose garden. Just as the castle clock struck the eleventh chime, he plucked a white rose from one of the many rose bushes. He handed it to the king just as the clock struck twelve.

“Behold, your majesty. In the light of the full moon. . . indeed, a blue rose.” The young man smiled his most winning smile.

The king turned the rose this way and that, looking at it in the moonlight. In the silvery glow of the moonlight, the white rose did indeed look blue. The king laughed.

“You are indeed worthy of the crown. Yes, indeed, you shall wed the princess. And, yes, indeed, you shall inherit this kingdom!” The king laid a hand on the young man’s shoulder, and together they walked back toward the palace.

The clever young man and the fair princess were wed one month later in a grand wedding.

It was held at midnight in the royal rose garden by the light of the full moon.

The bride, of course, carried a bouquet of blue roses.

In time, the old king died. The young man assumed the throne, and he ruled the kingdom wisely and well. It was said that his cleverness of finding solutions to impossible problems was exceeded only by his wisdom.

He had fulfilled his dream of marrying the princess, and they lived happily ever after.

The Legend of the Blue Rose exists today to remind us all of the Truth:

“Where True Love Reigns, All things Are Possible.”

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The Legend of the Blue Rose exists today to remind us all of the Truth:


“The Legend of the Blue Rose” copyright July 16th, 1999 By Vashti Matthias Ataya

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SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND INSPIRING THREAD! :P



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maia wrote:
SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND INSPIRING THREAD! :P


Most definitely dearest Maia!!! :D :D :D


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