She with the courageous heart and the wild soul. She who says, “This is me. This is who I am.”
She wasn’t always this way.
For many years she was hidden away. Revealing herself fully only in the words of her journal and in her closest friendships. Showing up in her truth only when she felt safe enough to be vulnerable.
But now she’s changed. From her appearance to her writing, she’s a whole different woman.
SHE’S THE WOMAN WHO WAS WAITING INSIDE OF HER ALL ALONG.
It was not easy for her, this transformation. She didn’t just step into this embodied self the way you would gracefully step up a staircase.
She had to go deep inside of herself to find this version of herself.
She dug and descended. Explored and excavated. Re-membered, re-defined and re-birthed.
And now here she stands: Battle weary. Flawed. Tender.
She’s cried countless tears and faced many shadows. But it doesn’t take much to see there’s something different about her.
What is it? Can you feel it?
Yes that’s it…
IT’S NOT SO MUCH HOW SHE LOOKS. IT’S WHAT SHE’S EMANATING.
She’s grounded in her Wisdom. Firm in her Strength. And rooted in her Truth.
She may look like she’s been to hell and back, and in many ways she has, but the raging fire only devoured everything about her that was no longer true.
And what was left behind after all the layers of untruths were burned to the ground was her true essence.
She’s rising out of the ashes now, this Phoenix woman. She’s orienting her life to who she has become.
It’s all brand new to her and she’s far from having it all figured out. But little by little, she’s finding out exactly what it means to be a Sovereign Woman.”
[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…
[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.
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.
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.
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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.
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.
“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.
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