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.
“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.”
Do you know why? Because an 8 year old’s tank was empty.
The boys had already started their school day at their desks and I was preparing to leave for work when I noticed my littlest standing in the bathroom wiping his face.
I paused at the door and asked if he was okay. He looked up with tears silently dripping and shook his head. When I questioned if something happened, again he shook his head.
So I sat on the side of the tub and pulled him in my lap. I told him sometimes our heart tanks feel empty and need to be refilled.
He cried into my chest and I held tight. I asked if he could feel my love filling him up? A nod, and tears stopped…
I waited a minute…
‘Has it reached your toes yet?’ He shook his head no…
‘Okay man. We will take as long as you need. Work doesn’t matter right now. School isn’t important either. This right here, is the most important thing today, okay? Filling you back to the top. Is that good?’ nods
One more minute… ‘Is your heart full of mamas love now?’ ‘Yeah…’ looks in his eyes I see it shining in there, you’re full to the top, and you’re smiling!
Y’all. You may not be 8- you may be 28, 38, 48 or whatever- but ALL of us run on empty just like he did. His weekend was so busy and so full and his little soul was just dry!!!
We all have to pause, and take a moment to refill with the good things. Scripture, prayer, sunshine, worship, song, laughter, friends, hugs. Refill your empty, or you’ll find those emotions (tears, anger, snappy words) overflowing with no reason why.
Take a moment. Refill. It’s the most important part of your day!
Blood mysteries teach that menstrual blood and birthing blood are holy blood, power blood, healing blood. The blood mysteries teach us to remember that life and healing come from and return to woman, to the wise woman, to the woman who bleeds and does not die.
Blood mysteries reveal that menstrual (moontime) blood and birth blood are so holy, so full of potential, so full of the void, that they are to be used only to heal, to heal by nourishing. Holy woman-blood is nourishing blood, blood of love, blood of abundance, blood that heals the earth.
Blood mysteries recall the immense power of the bleeding woman. Power enough to share in great nourishing give-away from mother to matrix, give-away of nourisher to nourisher. When we bleed into the ground (in reality or fantasy) our power regrounds as our blood flows through the personal root chakra and into the earth.
Bleeding into the ground, bleeding freely, we know ourselves as women, as nourishers of life, as givers of nourishment to the plants, givers of holy nourishment: our moontime blood.
I am woman giving away nourishment to ensure this planet’s life. With my moontime power, my blood, with my birthing power, my blood, I feed the earth who feeds us all. Every month I remember: I am woman. I am earth. I am life. I am nourishment. I am change.
I am woman, confronted with my changes: hormonal harmonics stirring moon time visions . . . I am woman. I know life, death, pain, and health in my marrow, in my womb. I know the narrow space between life and death, the bloody place of birth, the bloody mess of nourishing life, the bloody flow of letting life go. I am woman. My blood is power. Peaceful power. Peaceful blood.
My blood is holy nourishment. My blood nourishes the growing fetus. My blood becomes milk to nourish the young child. My blood flows into the ground as holy nourishment for the Great Mother, Gaia, Mother Earth.
Every morning I have a blind date with my body. And as I do, a million questions run through my head.
Who is this person sitting across from me in the mirror? Am I my own soulmate? Are the dreams in my heart and my thoughts in my head perfect strangers?
How can I open my heart to this imperfect human who is staring back at me? How can I learn to love their wrinkles? How can I build a future with this person?
And every morning during my blind date with my own image I remember the secret to any great relationship … Is to let them see you as you really are.
So, how do I see myself? As a piece of cosmic art or as half-shattered bowl? Maybe it’s both things at the same time.
My love, In order to feel at home in your skin you must learn to be yourself, with yourself. And to see the beauty in yourself when you look at yourself.
All first dates are awkward, so be patient with yourself as you get to know the person in the mirror.
Don’t let them slip through your fingers because … they are the love of your life.
Celtic older women were revered as the ‘wisdom keepers’. Over time they were called the ‘Crone’ which derived from the word ‘Crown’ meaning they were illuminated ‘shining ones’. The church feared these wise women, murdering & relegating them to the role of the ‘evil ugly hag’.
A small list of some of the crone goddesses from different cultures.
Ala (Nigerian) – The spirits of the dead find peace in her womb.
Ama No Uzumi (Japanese) – A Shinto ancestral Goddess of longevity, protection and psychic abilities.
Asase Yaa (West African) – She represents the womb of the earth from whom we are all birthed and will return to at our death.
Annis (Celtic) – Depicted as a frightening old woman, keeper of wisdom and old ways.
Badb (Irish) – The shape shifting warrior Goddess who symbolises the cycles of life and death, wisdom and inspiration.
Baubo (Greek) – This Bawdy Goddess uses female sexuality and laughter to raise a smile from Demeter.
Baba Yaga (Russian) – In Slavic mythology she is the wild old woman; the witch; and mistress of magic.
Cerridwen (Celtic) – The Keeper of the Cauldron. She represents the wisdom of old age.
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