A few days ago two hawks circled over me, my daughter and my grandson. They were calling out. This was very unusual to see two and I felt the power of it immediately. Later I looked up the meaning of hawk and among other things it said this:
In ancient Egypt, the hawk was considered a royal bird and a symbol of the soul (ba). Isis is said to have shape shifted into a Hawk to save Osiris. Horus also carried Hawk medicine which allowed him to see the “unseeable”.
At the same time a divine sister was writing of the exact same experience and even posted on Facebook an unbelievably similar picture of the hawks in flight. She had an experience just like mine in connection with her Magdalene pilgrimage.
There it is – the hawks have come with an unmistakable message through Isis/Magdalene.
As we are all unfortunately aware the name of Isis is now being used for the unspeakable.
This morning Mark Gray http://www.cosmicdoorways.net posted this on his Facebook page. The signs and synchronicities are everywhere.
Over the last few days much has been calling out to me through the ethers. In my dreams I am seeing things right before they actually happen. This morning I sat down and wrote what came. There is so much more but I feel it is important to speak of this now to whoever feels the resonance in this message.
The power of the feminine is rising. The same energies of old use their ways of ignorance and violence to not only quiet her but to kill her. They try to crumble her to her knees by horrific acts to break her for this brutality is unbearable to her. They try to scorn her by using her name in connection to all she is not.
They try to confuse her into thinking perhaps there is no hope; that it has all gone too far. They torture her by manipulating her feelings meant to weaken and crush her and yes she does crumble and fall. And she weeps and weeps and cries the tears for all of humanity because these tears must be shed. And her sorrow and pain is almost unbearable for when even one suffers so she suffers.
And they use all they have and all they know and they pierce her heart and bring her back to the worst possible memory for this is how they work, through dark manipulation. We must call this what it is. And for some born for this work of remembering and restoring the power of the feminine, divine memories of the killing of the dream will come back to haunt her. The crucifixion of love and truth and beauty merges with the present and the sorrow for then and for now becomes one for it is the same.
How do we wake from this nightmare?
The hawks have come on the breath of Isis/Magdalene.
They call out Rise up!
Remember who you are!
We have the power to reclaim our name, our divine birthright, for the name of Isis and Magdalene is our name.
Feel that knowing in your heart and your soul.
We must join together in love and in truth.
The time is now.
When looking up an image for Isis I was horrified to see that now there are only images of this barbaric group. This is how they work.
And this is how WE work. It is not true that there is nothing we can do.
We must join with all the Beloveds who are sending us signs and helping us.
They are with us.
All we have to do is remember…..
As many times as you can throughout the day use your breath for it is holy and powerful and say this prayer.
I (state your name) bow my head and consecrate my heart and with the greatest love and power I breathe in the Breath of The Holy Spirit and breathe out the names Isis and Magdalene.
I leave you with these words given to me by Joan of Arc for she speaks of everything we are going through today.
The crucible of love is carried forth in your hearts. The pain and sorrow of past injustices are being transformed through each loving word and deed. As the past merges with the present, physical and emotional bodies respond. There is so much that you carry, so much you transform.
The conscious awareness of your soul’s purpose, the knowledge that you have come again to aid in this most transforming time magnifies the outcome of each mission. As past injustices merge with present injustices you respond with an awakening, an awakening of remembrance of all that has gone before and all that feels familiar in your lives and your world of today.
And as you perceive and awaken, and as a betrayal or injustice today brings back those of times past, you feel, you weep, you cry out, and you may fall. Then the power within rises, the feminine power of love, the feminine power of strength, the alchemical magic awakens and rises with a power and strength stronger than the past, more powerful than a memory or injustice of today.
And as the power rises within, and as you feel, acknowledge and respond, you choose the path of the spiritual warrior with a feminine strength present throughout the ages. For you are bearers of truth and soldiers of freedom. And through your awareness so vigilant and so true, through each conscious kindness, each voice raised in truth, you transform one by one, a hardened heart or bitter injustice. Yes the task is mighty and the road long, and you have walked this path again and again but I ask you now to feel in your heart, the power of love and the root of forgiveness. For only these shall usher in the New World, only these shall move you into the fullness of your true spiritual nature.
Walk the path with your head held high feeling and knowing your power and strength. Know that battles once fought for truth and for freedom carry you forth in this time and this place. Feel the protection of your spiritual armor, carry the sword of truth and enlightenment. Work your alchemical magic as you transform and transcend all worldly concerns. Bring forth the balance of masculine and feminine, the strength of the armor and the beauty of love.
Know, that which you endure and overcome shall strengthen you…. and that which you forgive shall free you.
The Calling of the Womb is a powerful activation. The following is what I read before I begin each Calling of the Womb session. As I read it this morning for one woman I felt it would be timely and powerful for all of us to ponder especially during this full moon.
The fairest of all step forward at this time. They emerge from heartbreak and disappointment. They rise from sorrow and despair. They are filled with the anguish of the world and acknowledge their part in the restructuring of all life on earth. They breathe the wind and commune with the stars. They embody each and every living being. They feel and process each hurt and each wound.
They carry the burden of humanity down deep in their wombs, and there it is held and honored, and there it is transformed and transmuted. For the alchemy created in these wombs of love is born of truth and heavenly light. And the breath that is breathed in times such as this, is the breath of all that is holy and blessed. And this breath of light is breathed from a place, long forgotten but now remembered. For these wombs of love are now recreating life anew through this alchemical magic. As the wombs of love have born the children, these wombs of love now birth the new earth.
When the fairest of all remember their beauty, when the fairest of all remember their worth, when the light returns through this power and wisdom, then the earth shall ascend through the power of love. This kind of love is the love for all creation. This kind of love knows no bounds nor limitation. This kind of love brings forth and illuminates the light that has waited to be birthed once again.
Oh alchemists, oh beauties, oh wise ones, oh crones, bring forth this radiance and remembrance of home. Stand in your beauty and call forth the light, breathing each breath down into your womb. And as you breathe and the light illuminates, call forth the power of the feminine divine. Oh breath, oh love, oh power within, oh heaven, oh earth oh oneness divine. Bring down the moon and swallow the sun, radiate, illuminate, transform and transcend. May the light of love bring all into balance and may our hearts rejoice at the calling of the womb.
As the womb is the sustainer and creator of new life, so it is true that all things may be birthed anew. There were times when the feminine power was acknowledged and the womb of creation was used for all things. It was prayed upon and honored, it was sung to and spoken of, it was revered above all.
The ancient ways must come forward now. Feminine creation and manifestation must be born again. Through the power of remembrance, through the power of intention, no longer stagnant and unthought of, no longer silent and withdrawn, for this power is mighty and this force divine.
Call forth the power of the moon. Breathe her sweet and magical light down into the womb of creation. Feel in your heart this remembrance of power. Feel in your heart the fullness and completeness of your divine feminine nature.
Feel now the energy as it moves and awakens, as it tingles and alivens. It awakens now through the power of the moon, as in times past. See the visions of long ago, as timelines merge and all becomes one.
The feminine power must return to the earth, in all it’s majesty and all it’s glory, as each womb of love awakens and remembers the manifestation of love and peace shall resonate throughout the land.
And as the masculine continues to fall, as the old paradigms crumble, the calling of the womb shall ring out and celebrate the power of the feminine, the power of love.
Breathe this feeling now, way down into your heart and down into your womb.
Do you remember?
This is a channeled message I wrote many years ago when I was writing the Mary Magdalene book. I just came upon it as it has been missing. There is a theme lately of discovering past messages that seem to need to be brought into the light now. It is beautiful and I felt it should be shared.
There was much time we spent alone. He would gaze off and think of what was to come and I would gently bring him back to the present and into my eyes and my arms and remind him of what he was accomplishing though he truly felt it was not enough. He felt the job was too big for one man. He felt it was too difficult to change these hearts. He was unaware really of what he was doing for I think when he spoke and did these things he was as if in another place and when all was quiet and he was feeling just as a man he would feel this loneliness and fear.
I was happy to be the one to remind him of how he was being received and all that it meant. He was in need of comfort and encouragement the same as anyone. He looked to me for solace, he looked to me for the truth and he looked to me for the reflection of love that he poured into me in every moment for I in turn filled him and sustained him for my heavenly support surrounded me and guided me.
I felt as in a dream, I felt in each and every moment that when this was taken from me I would surely die with him, for what could be left for me? But he spoke of how I would go on and he told me of how I would teach and heal and he said it was meant to be and nothing could change it. We lived in this awareness, we counted our blessings, we filled ourselves with love, as if there would be no tomorrow and we brought one and other back time and again from the fear of what was to come.
Bow your heads and let go of all thoughts of tomorrow. Know that this he continued to do in the face of what he knew was his destiny. For what then shall you fear? For all is designed for your own awakening and all is made ready for your own resurrection for what else is there if you continue to blind yourself? What else can there be if you refuse to see that every living moment is precious and divine and your heart was given to give and receive love.
Worry and fear disguised to distract you from living each day in the light of Christ. Come back with the breath, the breath of the Holy Spirit. Come back and feel the power of love, the love inside you, the love everlasting, this heavenly gift from his heart to yours.