Roses have the highest frequency of any plant — the frequency of love. And if you’re coming from love, there’s no fear. But if you’re coming from fear, love can’t flow. Painting Her brought me back to love during a time of grief, fear, and transition — I’d just left London and flown one-way to Mexico. She reminded me: we are love. Nature is love. And we are nature. You can’t separate the two. She is delicate. She is strength. She is you. She is me. And we, darling, are love.