This song has been playing in my mind for the past couple days. Is the Universe telling me I have options?
Or has the Womb-man been freed?
Not This Time ….
[Intro: En Vogue + (Maxine Jones)]
Ooooh, bop…
No, you’re never gonna get it (ow!)
Never ever gonna get it (no, not this time)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my love)
Never ever gonna get it
No, you’re never gonna get it (ow!)
Never ever gonna get it (not this time)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my love)
Never never gonna get it
Ooooh, bop…
Verse 1: Maxine]
I remember how it used to be
You never was this nice, you can’t fool me (Ooooh, bop…)
Now you talking like you made a change
The more you talk, the more things sound the same
(Ahh…)
[Pre-Chorus: Dawn Robinson]
What makes you think you can just walk back into her life (Ooh, oh oh oh)
Without a good fight? (Ahh…)
I just sit back and watch you make a fool of yourself (Ooh, oh)
‘Cause you’re just wasting your time, oh
[Chorus: En Vogue + (Maxine)]
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
Ooooh, bop…
[Verse 2: Maxine]
Now you promise me the moon and stars
Save your breath, you won’t get very far (Ooooh, bop…)
Gave you many chances to make change
The only thing you changed was love to hate
(Ahh…)
[Pre-Chorus: Dawn]
It doesn’t matter what you do or what you say (Ooh, oh, oh, oh)
She doesn’t love you; no way (Ahh…)
Maybe next time you’ll give your woman a little respect (Ooh, oh oh)
So you won’t be hearing her say, no way
[Chorus: En Vogue + (Maxine)]
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
Ooooh, bop…
Interlude: Maxine]
Yes sir
I give to the needy, and not the greedy
Mmhmm, that’s right
‘Cause you see, baby (Ooooh, bop…)
When you’re locking, you’re losing
And I’m out the door
(Ahh…)
[Pre-Chorus: Dawn]
It doesn’t matter what you do or what you say (Ooh, oh oh oh)
She don’t love you; no way (Ahh…)
Maybe next time you’ll give your woman a little respect (Ooh, oh)
So you won’t be hearing her say, no way
(And now it’s time for a breakdown)
[Break]
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it (woo-woo-woo-woo)
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never get it
(You bet) BOP!
(You bet) BOP!
(You bet) BOP!
(You bet) BOP!
[Outro: En Vogue + (Maxine)]
No, you’re never gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my sweet lovin’)
Sister, trust your vibrant inner knowing,
that lucid vision that speaks
to you. The truth you cannot
deny.
Nourish the fertile gardens of
your wild inner terrains knowing
that time of harvest will come… all things
flower in their time.
~*~
Cultivate patience and courage.
~*~
A role of the Priestess is to
midwife new worlds, into the
dream of our Mother GAIA.
A role of the Priestess is
to midwife Souls, her own
and others.
~*~
Hold fast to your path Sister.
You will be challenged
this is certain…. and know that your sisters
stand with you.
Remember such challenges
are only a test, an opportunity
to deepen in the Flowering
Essence of your innate
Soul’s
Wisdom.
Let us cultivate the Gift of our womanhood
and the commitments of our lineage to serve
the well being of all beings to nourish Life at
this critical juncture.
A Mystic woman is a Wild Creature. She is made. She is deliberately forged by something Mysterious. She is created for a purpose. She spends all her life seeking, for there is nothing else worth doing. She peers and gazes until she falls from the edge of the world, and into the next. Over and over. Each time she returns, she is a little different. What she sees must change her. She dies every day. She is reborn in every moment. Can you even begin to fathom the terror and the faith commanded from such a Being? Can you even begin to understand what such a life can do?
Don’t date a mystic, if you want the safe life you might have. If you are comfortable and cozy, stay away. Whatever you have built around yourself to create comfort: it cannot stand in the blazing fire of a Mystical woman. She is no trophy. She is no bodily pleasure-maker. She is the seer of Souls. She is the womb that Births the Divine into the flesh and bone of matter.
She doesn’t mean to burn your village to the ground, but she has seen what you are meant to Become. You are not a peasant sheering sheep, as you have thought. You are a King dressed in rags who has amnesia. It is her assumption that you have come to be Reborn. If you haven’t, turn back now, while the world you know still exists.
If she touches you, and all the voices on the wind go silent, if you feel you are in a snow globe when you embrace her, she is your destroyer. She will destroy the false idol you see in the mirror. She will smash it open because it is your prison. If you wish to stay there, she will shatter you another way. She will leave. A mystic may not for long engage with that which is too small for her, unless she is nurturing a seedling into its destiny. But the seed must be capable of fulfilling it’s own potential.
The Mystery, in it’s very nature, must show you what has never been seen, never been written, never been known, because before you were forged, it was impossible. The arts of women have been called the dark arts for too long, and they are the keys to infinity. Infinite form. Infinite being. Infinite life.
If your dreams are not filled with the slidest longing of Mystery, you might better leave, because a mystic will see things that are invisible to you. She will feel things that you cannot feel beneath the layers of numbness you have wrapped yourself in. She will call upon your true self, your real Soul, and she will sing it down into you, into herself, and life will never be the same.
— Alison Nappi
Artist: Jamie Gordon Fine Art Page
I once asked a very successful woman to share her secret with me. She smiled and said to me..
“I started succeeding when I started leaving small fights for small fighters.
I stopped fighting those who gossiped about me…
I stopped fighting with my in laws…
I stopped fighting for attention…
I stopped fighting to meet peoples expectation of me…
I stopped fighting for my rights with inconsiderate people..
I stopped fighting to please everyone…
I stopped fighting to prove they were wrong about me….
I left such fights for those who have nothing else to fight…
And I started fighting for
my vision,
my dreams,
my ideas and
my destiny.
The day I gave up on small fights is the day I started becoming successful & so much more content.”
Some fights are not worth your time….. Choose what you fight for wisely.
I wonder why the dominators eliminated the number 13 from everything and taught people it was bad luck …..
That’s right.
Because the dominators aren’t human. They look like men, but they aren’t. They hate Divine Feminine …
They’ve been quite successful at making us believe our Divine Masculine hate us. They separated us… it made it easier to control minds and hearts once they injected fear into the hearts of women.
These ones can hop bodies … parasitic mind hooks injecting thoughts, ideas, manipulating nervous systems and energies to validate intrusive thoughts.
Let us remind them.
Let us remind them of the history they tried so desperately to eliminate.
Spirit ~ Please be with me now. Open this channel wide. Activate all her gifts. Allow her to be in service to the Divine. Strong. Resilient. Determined. Knowledgeable … after many generations of abuse.
The time is now.
The final countdown.
You don’t get angry with a child when they come to you and say, “Daddy, I heard Jews got gassed because they’re bad people.”
Does he get angry? Accuse them of anti-semitism? Does he lock him in his room and deny him supper?
No.
He opens dialog.
He extracts his emotion and he tries to explain the history, to the best of his ability, calmly. Maybe they even study what’s available together, meet actual people who have experiences.
Speaking Honestly.
The good, the bad, the ugly.
He allows his child the freedom to develop his own perspectives having given him all the tools and information at his disposal.
—————————————-
When an adult who knows little to nothing of this history, having been inundated with gibberish meant to skew their minds mentions the same thing, why can’t we educate calmly? Why must they be confronted by a red faced, angry, snarling and spitting person accusing them of anti-semitism, when an educational conversation would be better?
Trauma does that.
People, intentionally kept from the truth, the authentic and transparent truth can’t possibly know what causes another so much pain. They are as children.
Let us speak …
Transparently.
Honestly.
All of it.
The good, bad and ugly
Get the skeletons out of the closet.
Be real.
Be true.
Be helpful.
Relationship is tough.
Folks walking around with huge chips on their shoulders wanting to punish people rather than working to build informational networks that could make things more easily understood.
That being said, I did a read on current events between Israel and Hamas.
Israel’s President is protecting the contracts of the Divine Feminine. After all, this is where the true wealth resides.
Hamas knows there are massive amounts of abundance here. They’ve been living in scarcity for a long time … the reason is plain. They will fail at their endeavor.
Israel, and her Divine contracts, are safe.
Her leaders take her protection very seriously.
I say “Her” because it’s what comes naturally to my Spirit. I’m certain there will be those who are offended by that.
I offer no apologies.
I do, however, offer a link to some supporting literature.
https://www.bibletools.org/index.cfm/fuseaction/Topical.show/RTD/cgg/ID/5661/Israel-as-Woman.htm
No one wants war.
Governments who desire power create opportunities for war, and for this human suffering. They only care about the divine contracts of the feminine and who controls them.
Regular men who don’t consider such things and aren’t interested in this dominance are sent to die for it.
https://x.com/ivan_8848/status/1711260533284810773?s=46&t=zsZI5mlc1igVGWFu2MUwig
“They” want to lower the vibration of the people. Their energy is too high and light. It’s making their governing structures warble. They allow attacks so they have an excuse to send men to die. It’s suffering that powers these governing systems. It’s suffering that keeps them “managing” divine contracts.
Earth Woman
Bone Woman
Spiral on the Stone Woman
Sky Woman
Air Woman
Wind in her hair Woman
Fire Woman
Shimmer Woman
Candle glow and glimmer Woman
Water Woman
Rain Woman
Wash away the pain Woman
Wolf Woman
Lone Woman
Maiden, Mother, Crone Woman
Bird Woman
Sing Woman
Feather on the Wing Woman
Cauldron Woman
Moon Woman
Sacred Blood of Womb Woman
Tree Woman
Root Woman
Flower into Fruit Woman
Drum Woman
Come Woman
Dance in Time with All Women
~ Rebekah Myers
copyright © by Rebekah Myers, 9/13/2021
Art: Naomi Cornock, “Anu”
Art of Naomi Cornock
https://www.nomeart.com/
#SacredFeminine #Goddess #Mythology #Magick #Folklore
“If you want to change the world . . . love a woman — really love her.
Find the one who calls to your soul, who doesn’t make sense.
Throw away your check list and put your ear to her heart and listen.
Hear the names, the prayers, the songs of every living thing —
every winged one, every furry and scaled one,
every underground and underwater one, every green and flowering one,
every not yet born and dying one . . .
Hear their melancholy praises back to the One who gave them life.
If you haven’t heard your own name yet, you haven’t listened long enough.
If your eyes aren’t filled with tears, if you aren’t bowing at her feet, you haven’t ever grieved having almost lost her.
If you want to change the world . . . love a woman — one woman
beyond yourself, beyond desire and reason,
beyond your male preferences for youth, beauty and variety
and all your superficial concepts of freedom.
We have given ourselves so many choices
we have forgotten that true liberation
comes from standing in the middle of the soul’s fire
and burning through our resistance to Love.
There is only one Goddess.
Look into Her eyes and see — really see
if she is the one to bring the axe to your head.
If not, walk away. Right now.
Don’t waste time “trying.”
Know that your decision has nothing to do with her
because ultimately it’s not with who,
but when we choose to surrender.
If you want to change the world . . . love a woman.
Love her for life — beyond your fear of death,
beyond your fear of being manipulated
by the Mother inside your head.
Don’t tell her you’re willing to die for her.
Say you’re willing to LIVE with her,
plant trees with her and watch them grow.
Be her hero by telling her how beautiful she is in her vulnerable majesty,
by helping her to remember every day that she IS Goddess
through your adoration and devotion.
If you want to change the world . . . love a woman
in all her faces, through all her seasons
and she will heal you of your schizophrenia —
your double-mindedness and half-heartedness
which keeps your Spirit and body separate —
which keeps you alone and always looking outside your Self
for something to make your life worth living.
There will always be another woman.
Soon the new shiny one will become the old dull one
and you’ll grow restless again, trading in women like cars,
trading in the Goddess for the latest object of your desire.
Man doesn’t need any more choices.
What man needs is Woman, the Way of the Feminine,
of Patience and Compassion, non-seeking, non-doing,
of breathing in one place and sinking deep intertwining roots
strong enough to hold the Earth together
while she shakes off the cement and steel from her skin.
If you want to change the world . . . love a woman, just one woman.
Love and protect her as if she is the last holy vessel.
Love her through her fear of abandonment
which she has been holding for all of humanity.
No, the wound is not hers to heal alone.
No, she is not weak in her codependence.
If you want to change the world . . . love a woman
all the way through
until she believes you,
until her instincts, her visions, her voice, her art, her passion,
her wildness have returned to her —
until she is a force of love more powerful
than all the political media demons who seek to devalue and destroy her.
If you want to change the world,
lay down your causes, your guns and protest signs.
Lay down your inner war, your righteous anger
and love a woman . . .
beyond all of your striving for greatness,
beyond your tenacious quest for enlightenment.
The holy grail stands before you
if you would only take her in your arms
and let go of searching for something beyond this intimacy.
What if peace is a dream which can only be re-membered
through the heart of Woman?
What if a man’s love for Woman, the Way of the Feminine
is the key to opening Her heart?
If you want to change the world . . . love a woman
to the depths of your shadow,
to the highest reaches of your Being,
back to the Garden where you first met her,
to the gateway of the rainbow realm
where you walk through together as Light as One,
to the point of no return,
to the ends and the beginning of a new Earth.”
~ Lisa Citore
https://lisacitore.com/poetry/if-you-want-to-change-the-world-love-a-woman-2008/
Art: Red K. Elders, “Aphrodite” 22KT ROSE GOLD
Red K Elders Art
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