"We leave the earth and rise in spirit, seeking a garden of roses.…

We observe the perfect form, colour and perfume of the innumerable blooms, and select the most perfect, the one that appeals to us most. We meditate upon its colour and form and inhale its fragrance. It seems like the essence of Christ’s spirit, and we see in its heart the face of the Lord Christ as we personally conceive it….

This develops into the form of the perfect being, with head upraised and arms stretched out in the act of blessing…He raises us up from dark earthiness by His love…. Upon the centre of His breast flowers the rose.… We see it in the place of His heart….

We hear the words, ‘The sorrows of your life shall bloom like roses, and you shall see them in the garden of your spirit home.’ "