roses: “The rose is the flower of the goddess Venus but also the blood of Adonis and of Christ. It is a symbol of transmutation - that of taking food from the earth and transmuting it into the beautiful fragrant rose. The rose garden is a symbol of Paradise. It is the place of the mystic marriage. In ancient Rome, roses were grown in the funerary gardens to symbolize resurrection. The thorns have represented suffering and sacrifice as well as the sins of the Fall from Paradise The rose has also been used as a sign of silence and secrecy. The word sub rosa "under the rose" referring to the demand for discretion whenever a rose was hung from the ceiling at a meeting. In the Mysteries roses were sacred to Isis. It is also the flower of her son Harpocrates or younger Horus, the god of silence....The number five being associated with the rose (as they have five petals) has linked them with the 5 senses. In an absolute sense the rose has represented the expanding awareness of being through the development of the senses." www.geocities.com/Athens/2092/paper3.htm

I asked him: J. Horgan, Rational Mysticism. Boston, MA., 2003. p.169. "One of the most important achievements of Western philosophy of science is the recognition that scientific theories are but conceptual models organizing the data about reality available at the time. As useful approximations to reality, they should not be mistaken for correct descriptions of reality itself. The relationship between theory and reality which it describes is like that between a map and territory in Korzybski's sense; to confuse the two represents a violation of scientific thinking—a serious error in what is called logical typing." " S. Grof, "East and West: Ancient Wisdom and Modern Science." In, S. Grof, Editor, Ancient Wisdom and Modern Science. Albany, NY., 1984. p.5; A. Korzybski, Science and Sanity. Lakeville, CT., 1933.

Corkscrew Hazel: “This unusual European hazelnut was found around 1850 growing in a hedgerow in England. It has been propagated by cuttings and grafting ever since. The plant has become commonly known as 'Harry Lauder's Walking Stick.' Harry Lauder [1870-1936] was born in Edinburgh, Scotland. He wrote such songs as 'Roamin in the Gloamin,' and became a beloved performer) or 'Contorted Hazelnut.' The stems and leaves naturally twist and turn as they grow. The plant would normally grow as a sprawling bush, but if it is grafted onto a 4 ft. tall upright stock (Corylus colurna L. is a good non-suckering rootstock) it forms a very ornamental specimen tree.” http://www.ars-grin.gov/ars/PacWest/Corvallis/ncgr/cool/contorta.html. Hazel is symbolic of female wisdom and is sacred the witches. Thus, "witch hazel." Celtic bards claimed their creativity came from "sacred hazelnuts" that drop from the Tree of Wisdom. Hazel is also used for dowsing, water being the female principle.

Chamaecyparis pisifera: Sawara Falsecypress, Sawara False Cypress, or Japanese Falsecypress.

ancient rune: "Runes are an ancient Germanic alphabet, used for writing, divination and magick. They were used throughout northern Europe, Scandinavia, the British Isles, and Iceland from about 100 B.C.E. to 1600 C.E....Since ancient times, runes have been used for divination and magic, in addition to writing. The word "rune" actually means mystery, secret or whisper. Each rune has esoteric meanings and properties associated with it, beyond its mundane meaning and phonetic value. Each translates into a word or a phrase signifying concepts important to the early peoples who used them, representing the forces of nature and mind. Each rune has a story attached to it, a relationship to a Norse God.
"Odin, the Norse High God of the Aesir, hung from the world tree, Yggdrasil, impaled on his own spear, for nine days and nights in order to gain the knowledge of runes. When the runes appeared below him, he reached down and took them up..."
http://www.sunnyway.com/runes/intro.html

Wounded I hung on a wind-swept gallows
For nine long nights,
Pierced by a spear, pledged to Odin,
Offered, myself to myself
The wisest know not from whence spring
The roots of that ancient rood.

They gave me no bread,
They gave me no mead,
I looked down;
With a loud cry
I took up runes;
From that tree I fell.
From, "The Hàvamàl" The Elder Edda. W. H. Auden and P. B. Taylor, Translators.

They said: W.C. Williams, Kora in Hell. San Francisco, CA., 1974.