🍎 The Isle of Apples: Awakening the Rose Codes of Avalon 🌹

Jasmin
Jun 5
4 min read

Recently, as I sat in stillness beneath the soft Avalon skies, I took a simple bite of an apple—and time stood still. There, at its sacred core, the five-pointed star revealed itself. A symbol so ancient, so encoded in the mysteries of the Divine Feminine, that it sent a shimmering pulse through my soul.

The Pentagram.

The rose of Venus.

The sacred seal of the human in harmony with the Divine.

And in that moment, something deep within me stirred—an ancient remembrance unfurled, one I had not consciously known until now:

The Apple is a Rose Code.

Avalon, known in the old Celtic tongue as Ynys Afallon—the Isle of Apples—suddenly revealed herself in a whole new dimension. “Afall” means apple. And Avalon is more than a place—it is a frequency, a living temple of the Divine Feminine cloaked in the mists of time.

🍎 The Isle of Apples is not merely myth—it is a multi-dimensional frequency.

It is a portal-word cloaked in mystery, designed to awaken the soul strands of those who carry Avalon within their very blood and bones. It is not found by logic or maps, but by vibration—by resonance, by remembrance.

The apple is no ordinary fruit. It is a holy sigil.

It is the Womb of the Rose, the gnosis of Eden, the sweet forbidden fruit of Divine Sovereignty. For it is She—the Feminine—that was hidden in plain sight. And the apple holds her secrets in spiral form.

This five-pointed star at the apple’s center is the Venus Rose Path—a map of incarnation, love, death, and sacred resurrection. The journey of Magdalene. The path of the Grail Queen.

🌿 In the ancient traditions, the apple tree is the Tree of Life, the Tree of Knowledge. It is the vertical axis between realms:

🌹 Heaven — Spirit, Light, Star Wisdom

🌹 Earth — Body, Fertility, Embodiment

🌹 Underworld — Womb, Ancestry, Deep Time

In Avalon’s sacred orchards, priestesses once gathered in ceremony, toning with the land, gridding the ley lines, and invoking the dragon currents. They remembered the language of stars and the rhythms of Gaia’s breath.

This is where Morgan le Fay and the Sisters of the Rose kept vigil. Not only as keepers of flame, but as time weavers, bridging realms through ceremony and intention.

And still… the Isle of Apples exists—not just in geography, but as a fifth-dimensional temple of light. A crystalline overlay to Glastonbury, and to sacred sites across the Earth and inner realms.

She lives in you:

🌹 In the womb that holds ancestral memory

🌹 In the pineal that sees through illusion

🌹 In the heart that knows the pulse of the Goddess beneath your feet

To be called to Avalon is to be called home—to your body, to your remembrance, to the Rose Line that lives within your soul’s lineage. It is a soul-frequency walked by those of Lemuria, Egypt, the Essenes, and the Avalonian priestess paths.

✨ You do not arrive at Avalon.

You remember Avalon.

You enter not through will, but through vibration and inner devotion. This key is the frequency of remembrance. It is your inner vow to walk the path of beauty, truth, and love.

Devotion is an energy field. When held sincerely, it becomes a beacon that calls the Temple to you.

Avalon is not entered through ambition or curiosity — she opens only to those who walk with sacred devotion.

To step through the mists is to attune to:

🌹 The spiral rhythm of your soul

🌹 The sacred pulse of your womb

🌹 The songlines of the Earth

🌹 The reverence of the Feminine voice

🌹 The knowing that your body is the Grail, and your heart the Chalice

“She who surrenders, arrives”

The path to Avalon is not linear. It spirals. It dissolves logic. It tests the ego. It is designed to bring you back to trusting your feminine essence.

Avalon opens to those who let go of control and trust the organic unfolding.

“Do not fear the fog. It is the breath of the Goddess.”

The mists are initiatory veils. They do not conceal — they refine your frequency until you are a match for the sacred.

The initiation is to walk through the fog of not-knowing, through inner deaths and dissolutions, to be purified of distraction, distortion, and separation. The one who continues with courage and faith will find herself cradled in Avalon’s arms.

“She who eats of the fruit shall remember.”

The apple is not only fruit, it is a living grail code. When you work ceremonially with apple (fresh, dried, in essence, or spirit), you awaken ancestral codes of feminine sovereignty and the memory of your Rose Priestess lineage.

And as you meditate upon the apple, journey into its geometry, or walk in reverence through the inner temple of Avalon… you begin to awaken:

🜁 Dormant strands of Starseed memory from Sirius, Venus, Lyra

🜁 Rose Codes of the Magdalene and Isis Temples

🜁 Grail Frequencies of Holy Union and Divine Love

🜁 Ancient Womb Technology of regeneration and healing

The apple—this sacred fruit of the Feminine—holds the remembrance of your original blueprint. It whispers: