The Rose Temple

A ceremonial constellation guided by Chiron — to meet the sacred wound and remember what it came to teach you

This temple is for those who:

✧ Know the wound. Have named it, worked with it, yet continue to feel its echo.

✧ Carry pain that does not heal in a linear way — grief that returns, rejection that lingers, shame that coils beneath success

✧ Sense that their wound holds meaning, medicine, even purpose — but don’t yet know how to live it

✧ Long to be witnessed in their tenderness, and to make ceremony from their ache

The Mythic Invitation

In this temple, we do not try to heal the wound.
We tend it as sacred.
We enter into ceremony with it —
to listen, to name, to begin the slow spiral of transformation.

In the myths, Chiron was wounded by a poisoned arrow —
a wound that would never fully heal.
But he became the guide, the healer, the teacher of heroes.
Not in spite of his wound — but because of it.

Chiron's wounds are deep and raw:

The Wound of Worthlessness: "There is something fundamentally wrong with me"

The Wound of Visibility: "If I'm seen I'm judged, rejected, unsafe"

The Wound of Attachment: "Love isn't safe, if I allow myself to love I disappear"

The Wound of Belonging: "I don't fit in, I must pretend to be someone else"

The Wound of Boundlessness: "I had to carry everything, now I don't know what is mine"

You’ll be invited to name the wound that brings you here: abandonment, shame, invisibility, over-responsibility, heartbreak, failure, exile.

No explanation is needed.
Only your truth, as it lives in the body now.

The Ritual

Opening Invocation: To be spoken with one hand on the heart,

Chiron, sacred witness of the wound,
walk with me as I turn toward what still aches.

Let me see this pain not as flaw,
but as a soul fragment.
Not as failure,
but as a doorway.

Help me tend it with grace.
Let the ache become the altar.

And let the spiral begin.

The wound is acknowledged — not fixed, but seen.
The protector is thanked.
You will be invited to bless the wound through an anointing, a rose petal ritual, or a personal offering (water, flame, earth).

See how I use these Temples, or very similar ones in my own healing work

As the field unfolds, we may meet:

• The wounded part — still raw, still waiting

• A protector who has wrapped you in silence or strength

• A legacy pattern passed through the family line

• A soul archetype rising — the healer, the guide, the teacher

• Ancesters walking with you showing the path

You may begin to see the alchemy of your ache —
Not a curse, but a contract.
Not a punishment, but a path.

The ritual may include symbolic placements, objects, tarot, or silence.

We move slowly, soulfully.