The women were there every step of the way
we agonized, we cried out, we fell to our knees
the men were gone
fear had overtaken them
I can only speak for myself when I say
I had no fear
not for me
the unbearable witnessing
of such things done to him
you could only be with him
of him
each step was mine
each time he stumbled
the weight of the cross
the taunts
it was a mob scene
I saw nothing but him
I felt I would not live through it
such was the overwhelming feeling
of being one with him
and even in this
I know it was a comfort to him
for he could feel my agony
and he could feel my infinite love
so I walked this way of the cross
and I tell you in complete truth
I hung with him on that cross
and on that day I was aware
of somehow relieving him
in ever the smallest way
for I absorbed his sorrow and I felt his pain
and with all my heart and soul sent him
the radiant burning love
that was transforming within my heart
and this he felt
and this he understood
it is impossible to make known the bitter gall
of that most sorrowful day
for there are no words to describe
the depth of his physical suffering
and the agony and beauty of being witness
to his magnificent forgiving heart
only the glory of his Resurrection
could ever ease the pain
for it would take something so miraculous and divine
to fill your heart with light and love once again
it was an honor and a blessing
to stand with the women
the ones who saw nothing
but the truth of heaven before their eyes
and we lifted him with our prayers
and we sustained him with our love
and it was our faces he did see
in these most brutal and terrible moments
and the power of unspeakable acts
and the glorious message of forgiveness
burned in our hearts all the days of our lives
may this message come alive in your hearts
and may his life be testimony
of heaven and of earth
from The Heart of Love: Mary Magdalene Speaks
Gail Swanson
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.
Magdalene by Lily Moses
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 Heart of Love 