Comments on: My Rose Bush

By: Dione Berliner

Dione Berliner — Sat, 24 Apr 2010 13:58:11 +0000

Wicked post, I totally agree. How long have you been blogging for now, I really like the design of your site. Cheers, Dione Berliner

By: Lisa

Lisa — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 05:46:46 +0000

Yes, my twitter account is visible on the left side of the blog. Thanks for commenting.

By: Georgeanna Swoopes

Georgeanna Swoopes — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 16:42:01 +0000

I think I first came across your website via a link on Twitter.. I love the way you write and I am going to subscribe to read more whenever I can. Oh yeah, are you on Twitter yet?

By: Lisa

Lisa — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 10:39:21 +0000

That’s right. The thorns protect the beauty of the roses. I guess pain can have several purposes, can’t it? Thanks for your insight.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 10:38:26 +0000

That’s right. There are always at least two sides and allowing for more than one perspective gives us a chance to see and understand more than we perhaps do at first glance. Everything that hurts us also gives us the chance to develop, learn and grow – even if it is thorns like daggers biting into our flesh (sounded grisly, didn’t it). Every single thorn is somehow connected to a rose, sometimes we have to be creative in looking for it.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 10:31:33 +0000

Wonderful rose. You’re right – there always is one, even if it is synthetic. :-)

By: Jane

Jane — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 07:33:28 +0000

Lisa, I totally love this.
I have been dealing with the most amazing thorn bush. It’s so thorny that I started not caring it has roses. So I went to bed and made a list of the roses. They weren’t all the roses I would have chosen, but hey, it could have been just a bloody thorn bush. Here is one of the roses I would not have picked, but has ended up with humorous consequences: I got into my car yesterday…and I missed. The lower 2/3rds of my body made it into the car. My eye however, smacked into the door jamb. I hit my brow bone right on the eyebrow. (yes, I swore a blue streak. OW.) One black eye, coming right up, with a side of “I’m a moron.” It’s a weird black eye. It’s above, not below my eye. Next morning, I go to cover it up with make up. It’s this sort of blue/grey shade. I dig around in my makeup. Old compact with blue/grey eye shadow. There’s the rose! I only had to do *half* my make up: one eye. The other eye was already done. A little mascara and my make up time was cut in half. They matched! Now I have to see if I have any green left for later in the week…
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By: Michelle

Michelle — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 23:21:54 +0000

Perspective sure is a tricky thing. It’s so easy to look at the negative side of things, or what we lack, or what hurts us. Instead we should realize that what hurts us is often what gives weight to the beauty around us.
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By: Linda C Smith

Linda C Smith — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 00:39:51 +0000

Isn’t it the truth? We tend to see the roses and forget they are protected from bruising by those aggressive thorns. I love the photo. I have a rose bush that very color in my front garden and it too is covered in thorns.
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