Healing Your Heart The Rose

Songs for Healing Your Heart- The Rose and The Soul Pattern

On the day of Mercury Retrograde on December 13th 2023 I am looking at the number 13 in healing numerology.

I first published this post way back in 2015. Its now time to revisit these wonderful songs.

13 is a deeper aspect of the number 4, which is a Chronic Problem that, when healed, becomes the foundation of your life.

Soul patterns are crucial to understand as they help us unravel the problems we face in our lives.

Age 13 can be a difficult age as we have more awareness and a better recollection of what happened to us than at age 4.

It’s as if a cornerstone is missing, a vital building block that needs to be put back to bring stability and a connection to Mother Earth, to Gaia.

We promised to be here at this time in the planet’s evolution.

However, if we are disconnected from our root chakra, then it’s impossible to live our sacred promise, and fulfill our purpose.

The fourth house in astrology is the area of life that is mother, home and our roots. If weak it shows a difficulty in being on the earth, of being grounded.

Cancer is the fourth sign, which is the first water sign, governed by the Moon. Cancer as the symbol of the crab has a tough shell but is very soft inside. This is reflected psychologically, because- after many heartbreaks- we can hide how vulnerable we are with a tough exterior.

For me this song says that after such pain there is always a time for a renewal of love, a new beginning. That Spring always follows Winter. Its a song that gives me goosebumps whenever I listen to it.

Song: Healing Your Heart The Rose sung by Bette Midler

 ‘The Rose’ Lyrics by Amanda McBroom in 1979

Some say love, it is a river

that drowns the tender reed.

Some say love, it is a razor

that leaves your soul to bleed.

Some say love, it is a hunger,

an endless aching need.

I say love, it is a flower,

and you it’s only seed.

It’s the heart afraid of breaking

that never learns to dance.

It’s the dream afraid of waking

that never takes the chance.

It’s the one who won’t be taken,

who cannot seem to give,

and the soul afraid of dying

that never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely

and the road has been to long,

and you think that love is only

for the lucky and the strong,

just remember in the winter

far beneath the bitter snow

lies the seed that with the sun’s love

in the spring becomes the rose.