Most of the time I feel as though I am not really completely here in this world. There are several reasons for this. One is due to the fact that no matter what I do I am never grounded. Once when a healer was attempting to ground me I felt as though I was being shocked over and over. He later told me he was given the information never to ground me but only to connect me to Venus. That should be a good enough reason to feel as though you don’t belong here and feel as though you are not completely here but there is another reason that intensifies this feeling even more.
I seem to have a foot in several worlds. One is beyond everything here and allows me to have all kinds of otherworldly experiences. The other is an illness that has been ever present for more years than I would like to remember. These are two very intense experiences going on at the same time.
The illness was the catalyst that forced me to leave my entire life behind and propel me into the world of healing. I learned many things in this new world. First I had to learn if I had the courage to make this journey. I was frightened and lost. I had no compass. I found that sometimes I had great courage and sometimes I had none. I continue this journey to this day and pass in and out of some very dark passages and also into places more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.
I have been given divine glimpses into the purpose of the physical illness and have been told the same exact thing by several mystics who I love and admire most in this world. I have been shown and told things that have been very challenging to understand and more challenging to live. I understand that nothing is what it seems.
Over these past months the challenges have been almost too much to bear. I write this today for those who are also feeling this way. The circumstances do not matter. Whatever we are going through in our own physical lives in many cases is being magnified as the world around us squeezes through the eye of the needle. We are being purged and sanctified.
It is a lonely journey. It is not for the faint of heart. Glimpses of heaven are beautiful and miraculous and still we must make it here through each day. Our faith is being tested as we bear witness to one heartbreaking event after the other. Where is it all heading? Some are so sure of the who what where and why. I am not so sure of anything except I must use everything I have to keep on keeping on.
The mysteries I have been shown about physical suffering go way beyond anything I could have ever imagined. When I lose my way I am reminded in ways that are impossible to ignore. I am living the mystery.
Here on earth I am a partner in life to the boy I made a vow to when I was nineteen. He is the embodiment of unconditional love. I am a mother and a grandmother. I am a mystic and a recluse. I suffer greatly in the physical in ways I never could have imagined and soar to the heavens in ways I never could have dreamed. Sometimes it feels like a blessing and a curse. When the mind tries to take me over I come back to what I know to be true. These are the days when the darkness upon this planet is doing all it can to take us down. These are the days we were made for.
Each time I find a way to rise again and again I think of all of you. I think of all we are all going through and remind myself that as lonely as this all feels we are not alone. There are legions of angels and loving beings here with us in every moment. We are going to make it. We rise together.
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
This is a story of how the divine feminine is awakening and emerging as never before. This is the story of how the divine feminine works. This is the beauty of three sisters divine finding each other and finding truth. A trinity flowing like water, weaving a story meant to be told, loving and supporting each other through the unveiling of our own hearts and souls. We are the living waters bringing love and truth back to a land parched and dry with untruths. The divine feminine is rising and there is no stopping her.
The Beginning
I wake again at 5 am slightly anxious with the pieces of this story swirling in my head. It matters not that this is the day before Thanksgiving and I have much to do to prepare for dinner tomorrow or that a migraine came to call right before bed last night. I have to get up. The story won’t wait. Perhaps it is fitting that it beckons to be told the morning before Thanksgiving.
The story seems so long and complicated now that I have not been able to settle it in my mind. Beyond that it has been a process just trying to absorb all that has happened. This story that has woven it’s way into my heart and my life began one day when I was meditating in bed. Suddenly a powerful wind was blown into my mouth, so powerful that I was gasping and my arms were flying up off the bed over and over with each gasp. As this was happening I began to see before my eyes a vision of Jerusalem back at the time of Christ. I was told of a connection between Mary Magdalene and me. When it was over I sat up and said out loud “They gave me the breath of The Holy Spirit.” This event completely changed my life.
I went on to receive messages from Magdalene, St. Therese of Lisieux, Joan of Arc, Archangel Michael and others. The Magdalene messages were put into book form The Heart of Love : Mary Magdalene Speaks. Powerful healing meditations and activations began to emerge that have been helpful to others who find themselves remembering a connection to Magdalene and Jesus.
During all of the otherworldly experiences I continued to have I was living with a very debilitating illness. At some point it became much more manageable and I was able to present workshops and share the beauty and power of it all with others. It has been an amazing experience.
It became commonplace for people to come to the workshops or to read the book and to tell me of their feelings that they themselves had visions or memories of having been at the crucifixion. My own family had begun having these experiences soon after I had the Magdalene vision. There was something huge going on and it was growing. My family and I went through a long and confusing process of trying to understand the magnitude of what this all meant and how deeply it was affecting us. We went through what I would describe as a traumatic grieving process.
Over the years I felt I had dealt with the grief, and the huge experiences that I was having for so long seemed to calm down. Then several years ago I began to feel the old physical symptoms returning. Slowly I found myself once again forced into seclusion. I tried to push through it and continue to make appearances because I felt it was so important to get this beautiful divine healing out there. It became impossible. I had to surrender once again and release back into the underworld. I was not happy about it. I knew the territory. I had been here before. It is dark and lonely and frightening. I also thankfully knew that I was not alone and that everything has a divine purpose.
I seemed to be in a dry period with not much going on in the esoteric department. I thought perhaps my spiritual job was done. I became a grandmother and this filled me with such joy. I was so grateful to have these amazing beings in my life, delivered to my door when I was not well enough to even leave the house. This was more than enough. I felt my spiritual purpose now was family life and showering my time and my love on my beautiful grandchildren. However in the back of my mind there was a whisper. “I wonder if this is part two?” I could not help to be reminded that all the magic appeared in my life out of the blue when I had been taken out of my busy life by the illness before. I pushed the whispers aside and I went tumbling down into a dark, dark place. I was coping with months on end of severe illness, day after day with no relief. I felt completely desperate.
I am holding on
barely
I am praying for a miracle
constantly
I am falling
into the well of despair
this is a terrible and lonely battle
only the strongest survive
I am weak in body
weakened by life after life
of brutality
meant to crush my spirit
and steal my power
I carry the wounds of the feminine
deep within my physical body
I have returned
to transcend the physical
I am a warrior of the light
my spirit is rising
out of the well of despair
I remember
the divine feminine alchemy
that shall turn the shadows
of this dark cold hard metal
into the light
of miraculous gold
I am falling
Praying
desperately
show me a way
out of this dark hell
and into the light of a miracle
I know too much
and not enough
the truth of my lives
line up before me
swirling in visions, dreams
and synchronicities
an esoteric mystery
unsolvable by earthly means
I am weary
and so I pray
for some kind of miracle
for the answer lies beyond all this
this I know for sure
and in the dark of night
between despair and hope
my cries and prayers are heard
and the miracle appears
I cried myself to sleep every night and prayed for an answer. This felt too much to cope with. And then the answer came. I must travel to Brazil to see the trans medium healer John of God. This seemed impossible both physically and financially but it was meant to be. I had to overcome many fears and obstacles to get myself there but I kept following the knowing that this was exactly what I must do.
John of God
We arrive, my son-in-law Garrett and me. We have been through much together over the years. He too has been through the visions, the memories, the grief. He has seen much and he too is dealing with a long and difficult illness. We have come to heal our bodies and our spirit. We are ready, or so we think. Nothing could have prepared us for our experience in Brazil. We stepped into a personal inner journey of enormous magnitude.
The first day we walked the few blocks from our hotel to the Casa. This is the building where thousands of people come from all over the world carrying within their hearts the hope and prayer for healing.
As we entered the Casa I was overcome with emotion. I kept hearing over and over within “This is a holy place.” As soon as I walked outside I realized that this feeling was the same feeling and reaction that I had when I entered the Shrine of Archangel Michael in Florida not far from where I live. The shrine was a beautiful and meaningful find during the whole Magdalene experience. I sat there feeling that these two holy places were somehow connected. After visiting the Casa and the beautiful meditation grounds we sat down to a delicious meal. I could not believe what it all felt like. I turned to Garrett and I said “Doesn’t it feel like we are in heaven?” and he said “Yes”.
The next day was orientation and once again we made our way down the street to the Casa with our group and our guide. As we were walking I tripped and fell. Everyone was rather alarmed. Garrett helped me up and I seemed to be okay except for the cuts that were bleeding on both of my legs. I tried to stop the bleeding with some tissues and on we went to the orientation. As soon as we got back to the hotel I cleaned the cuts and applied an antibiotic ointment.
The next morning we were off to the Casa again to meet John of God for the first time. There was hours of sitting with hundreds and hundreds of people standing and sitting everywhere. The energy was incredible in this holy place. Tears streamed down my face. When our turn came to get in line we made our way through what is called the current room. This is where people are sitting meditating holding the energy. There are pictures all over the walls of saints and entities as they are called who help and incorporate into John of God’s body to facilitate healing. The pictures alone made me weep. We are told to hold the intention of what it is we came here for. I am asking to heal the root of this illness and help in fulfilling my spiritual mission.
As we slowly made our way nearer to John of God the energy kept building and so did the emotion. By the time I was only about five people from him I was trying hard not to sob uncontrollably. My heart felt as if it is was expanding and expanding. Diego is John of God’s right hand man and was the one who gave the orientation. He was standing beside John of God as I approached. Our eyes met and he gave me the most beautiful knowing smile as he could see and feel what I was experiencing. Meeting John of God was quick and powerful. He said in Portuguese “operation tomorrow”. I would be having a spiritual etheric surgery that has the same effect as a physical surgery.
I am led into a room for a healing prayer. This whole event is so extremely emotional. The prayer feels like the most beautiful prayer you have ever heard. Then you go outside where there are rows of tables and you sit to eat the blessed soup that is prepared with love each day. People are talking to me and I am having the most difficult time not becoming hysterical. I can not stop crying as I sit eating my soup. When I finish my soup I get up and walk over to the meditation deck. I feel like I am in a dream. I look out over the beautiful view and a hawk flies above me.
In the afternoon we return to the Casa to sit in the current room. This is where much healing takes place. Extraordinary things happen in the current room. You may see and feel the beings that are helping you. You may see scenes form your life, events from the past or visions of the future. It has been so intense from the moment we arrived here.
The next day is my surgery. As I make way through the Casa and into the current room I see Garrett sitting among all the people holding the energy. Once again I am completely overwhelmed with emotion. The love I have for him expands and expands as I realize he is helping to hold the energy for my spiritual surgery. There is something happening here that has happened before. My connection to him throughout time and space is magnified. My heart is just bursting with love for him and I see our connection in Jerusalem at the time of Christ and Magdalene and I know for sure this is why we are here.
The people who are here for this surgery are now all seated in the last room. I notice the pictures of King Solomon and Jesus as I sit there. A woman said “Close your eyes.” She begins speaking with a beautiful accent. Her words sound like the most beautiful words I have ever heard. Then a man speaks in another language. It feels as if I can understand every word. We are all holding our hands over our heart. After a while a booming voice comes into the room. It is John of God saying the healing is done. His voice went through me like a bolt of electricity and I shuddered and shook.
The protocol is that you must go back to your room after surgery for 24 hours and keep your eyes closed. Back in my room I climbed into bed and put my eye mask on. Immediately the visions began. I saw so much but afterwards I could only remember a few of the visions. I heard and saw the doctors that were working on me. I felt them touching me. I saw showers of healing light reigning down upon me but the main thing that I saw and remembered was a room that I saw vividly. It was from a long time ago. When I saw it I felt this room had to do with Jesus and I heard myself say out loud. “I am looking for Jesus.” As I said that another room appeared. This room had an outer wall that was made of a type of see through grid work with a star on it. I could see through it to the outside. I see someone slowly walking by. I see his staff. I know it is Jesus but as I realize it is him it all disappears.
Garrett had surgery soon after I did. The next day after our 24 hours in our rooms Garrett knocked on my door. As soon as I see him I say “Garrett did you see Jesus?” He said yes and begins to tell me what he saw. As he starts to tell me I gasp as I see myself falling on the sidewalk as I did on the way to the Casa and I hear “Jesus falls for the third time.” I remember that twice before I came to Brazil I fell. We have both had incredible experiences after our surgeries. Garrett and I had not talked about it before but now we say to each other that we had both asked to be healed from witnessing the crucifixion.
From the time I set foot in the Casa and for the entire two weeks that I was there I cried and cried and cried. I cried from the depths of my soul. I cried as if I was grieving the most terrible loss but I had no idea what I was crying about. As I was engulfed in this grief I also felt the most excruciating loneliness. I had asked to heal the root of my illness and all I was shown the whole time I was there was that I was carrying this terrible grief. I was shown that as I fell I was in some way reliving and reenacting Jesus falling on the way to the cross. More was revealed in the following days.
This too was significant. Soon after I wrote The Heart of Love, Lars Muhl sent me a copy of The O Manuscript. He had read my book and said “We must be talking to the same angels.” When I opened the wrapping and saw the cover of the book with this picture on it I felt like I was going to collapse.
I had never seen this picture in my life but I had such a reaction to seeing it. As I went on to read the book it was an incredible experience for me. When I knew I must come to Brazil I looked up information about the Casa and John of God and I saw that this picture was on the wall inside the Casa.
Even to this point I had never seen this picture anywhere except on Lars’ book. It is said to be a channeled portrait of Mary Magdalene that was painted by monks long ago. This was the sign that yes, definitely I must go to Brazil. I sat in front of that picture in the Casa for hours and hours. There was an energy emanating from it that was so powerful.
Part Two
Following is the link to a blog I wrote as this was all developing. In order to follow the story please read my blog before continuing here.
I must add an interesting note. In Lars Muhl’s book The O manuscript he says that the Queen of Sheba was one of Mary Magdalene’s incarnations. This would explain why I was so drawn to the King Solomon image at the Casa and I believe how he has been sending these clues and inspirations since I came home. This is the key to the connection of Solomon’s Temple and 911.
Image by Mark Gray
“Ethiopian Christians tell this story about Solomon and the Queen of Sheba. Their version holds that the Queen of Sheba was an Ethiopian sovereign named Makeda (Magda)
Solomon and Sheba
Part Three
Pouring the John of God Blessed Water into the Gulf of Mexico
Hillary Raimo sends me a message. The Dr. Emoto water crystal photo has arrived. One of the amazing things that occurred during all of this was that Hillary felt the water should be photographed by Dr. Emoto’s lab and that this was the last water sample photographed before he passed. Hillary sent me the photo in an instant message. I gasped when I saw it.
Please read Hillary’s blog here about how Love Breathe for Earth came to be and her amazing story leading up to the water crystal photograph.
My deepest and heartfelt thanks to Hillary for always following her heart and the divine breadcrumbs. She is a warrior Goddess speaking her truth. I am thankful for our connection and our ongoing divine sister synchs. Hillary is the founder of Love Breathe for Earth and has a fabulous radio show. She offers her unique gifts in many ways. http://www.hillaryraimo.com
When I saw the water crystal photograph I said out loud “This is the Star of Hope rising out of the smoke and devastation of 911.” And as I continued to look at this image I started burning up. I felt like I was on fire. I said “This photograph of this 911 water crystal has healing properties.” As soon as I spoke those words I saw this beautiful fuchsia pink before my eyes. I said “Thank you” to whoever was showing me this beautiful confirmation and when I said thank you the fuchsia pink grew larger.
Hillary and I both noticed that there was a Five pointed star right next to the Six pointed star. I was unsure at that moment what it all meant. This seemed to be enough for one day.
The next morning as soon as I woke up I went to my computer to look at the crystal again. This time as soon as I looked at it something hit me hard and I said out loud “911 has to do with the crucifixion.” I have no idea what made me say it but I knew it was true. I messaged Hillary and asked her if Mark Gray ever connected the crucifixion to 911. Mark Gray has a website http://cosmicdoorways.net and has a page on Facebook. He uses numerical codes and Gematria to decode world events and has done a tremendous amount of investigation into the 911 event and the 911 Memorial site.
(as I am writing this about 911 Prince William and Kate are visiting the 911 Memorial)
Hillary said she did not know but I should ask Mark. I messaged Mark right then and asked “Do you feel there is a connection between 911 and the crucifixion”? Mark immediately answered “Definitely.” I felt like I might faint. There it is. What are the chances? How did I feel this so strongly when looking at the image of the water crystal? What can this all mean? I knew deep down that the same energies that carried out the crucifixion carried out the 911 event and I knew that my connection to both these horrific events had great significance.
Once I had seen the water crystal I began to receive a healing meditation/activation to help to clear trauma through the power of the 911 water crystal but the Five pointed star kept showing itself to me and I did not know what the meaning was. As the divine always works in such synchronistic ways someone added my name to a private Facebook page Magdalene/Isis Mystery School. I looked at the page and there was the Five pointed star!
Tara Faulkner http://www.tarafaulknerphd.com is an astrologer who began to see this Five pointed star in the astrological charts of people who have a connection to Magdalene. Now it started coming together as Tara and I talked for hours and merged our stories. I want to also thank Tara for following her soul’s guidance and creating the Magdalen/Isis Mystery School which has brought together a family of souls from across the globe. Tara sent me this image of Southern France where all the Magdalene sacred sites are – and there is the six pointed star and the five pointed star.
Temple of the Stars, Rennes Le Chateau, France
My Five Pointed Star Chart
To me the Six pointed star is the star of Christ and the Five pointed star is the star of Magdalene and they rise together, they resurrect together out of the chaos, devastation and hopelessness. She is the Star of Love. He is the Star of Hope. Together they are divine union. They come to us now through the image of water.
William Henry said in his book Mary Magdalene : The Illuminator
In Grail vernacular Mary Magdalene is the ultimate ‘fisher person’ she is 153 ‘the Tower’. Magdala means ‘Fish Tower’ meaning the priestess who presided over the well or fountain of life.
This unusual image from c. 1250 is displayed in a regional history museum in Metz, a town in Alsace-Lorraine, France, which was once the seat of power for Merovingian kings. Ancient legends come together in this painting from the seat of the Merovingian power in Alsace-Lorraine. It appears to be an ancestral portrait of the Lord and Lady of Pisces (the Age of the “Fishes”).
This is a drawing taken from a photo of the wall painting. The circle and the square represent the “union of irreconcilable opposities”–an ancient symbol for the “sacred marriage.”
A recent discovery of a mosaic depicting two fish at a 3-4th century church in Megiddo confirms that the “partnership” of the Fishes was an early emblem of Christianity. The mandala is reminiscent of the Zodiac symbol of Pisces, the “Fishes”–the New Age dawning at the time of Jesus. The linking of the geometric square and circle depicts the “marriage of irreconcilable opposites” in geometry, the square represents Earth/matter and the circle, Heaven/spirit. ~
Together, Jesus and Mary were perceived by the earliest Christian believers as Lord and Lady of the Age of the Fishes. ~ Margaret Starbird
38 tHe who believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, uout of his heart will flow rivers of living water.” 39 John 7 38
Notice the twin towers in this image of Magdalene and Jesus
Mary Magdalene/Twin Towers by Margaret Starbird
“For me, the symbolism of the twin towers is a powerful image that has a history intimately linked to Mary Magdalene. I was reminded of this when I noticed the flag of the Army Corps of Engineers flying at the scene of the attack on the Pentagon. The banner is a white castle with twin towers on a red background. But the castle (citadel–the city of God, fortress, stronghold) is, for me, a reminder of the magdal- eder–the tower (stronghold) of the flock from the prophetic passage in the Hebrew Bible –Micah 4:8-10. Since Magdala means tower in Hebrew, this passage is powerfully prophetic of the role of Mary Magdalene as the daughter of Sion in her role as Bride. You might want to look up this passage in the Hebrew Bible if you aren’t already familiar with it, to examine its very strong connections to Mary Magdalene who is alleged to have been sent into exile–to dwell in the fields–after the death of her King. This passage foreshadows the Diaspora of the Jewish people of whom Magdalene is the archetypal representative in her role as Bride of the Christ.
Mary Magdalene, for me, represents the flesh and blood of humanity, the entire human community, as the sacred container of the life and light of divinity–the very embodiment or incarnation of Godde with us. She represents the both the fallen Sophia (feminine consciousness) and the Holy City (as symbol of the human family) arrayed for her nuptials with the eternal bridegroom (Revelation 21). The sacred union of Christ and Magdalene which, I believe, was always at the heart of the Christian story, is only a model for this much deeper partnership of God and man/woman–
The castle (cit a d el) emblem originally represented the city of Jerusalem–her walls, gate, ramparts and twin towers. In Medieval art, the walls of Jerusalem often appear this way, and the emblem of the twin towers found on the Corps of Engineers banner was derived from this medieval emblem representing the walls and watchtowers of the Holy City. This emblem of the twin towers occurs very early among the medieval watermarks, which date from 1280. These watermarks are imbedded in the paper that was manufactured by those who opposed the repressive Roman Catholic Church (and its Inquisition, formed in 1237).
The World Trade Center was a chosen target of the terrorists because it was a high-profile symbol of capitalism and the global business network–a landmark representing global cooperation. It was a secular temple rather than a religious one. This attack was not a synchronicity. If an earthquake had destroyed the WTO on 9-11 it would have been a synchronicity–but under these circumstances, it was not; it was a deliberate act on the part of fanatics with free will who chose this civilian target to maximize suffering and outrage. It was an attack on civilization and humanity, especially obvious since people from about 80 nations were killed in the attack.
Over 13,000 Watermarks have been detected in antique Bibles and other medieval texts….unicorns, mermaids, bugles and towers are just a few of the emblems used by the heretics to hide tenets of their faith in the actual leaves of their bibles. (A discussion of some of the relevant watermarks and interesting examples appear in my Alabaster Jar and Tarot Trumps books–many of you have seen them).
Since the castle emblem was connected with the metaphor of the Holy City as community/Bride, it is also connected with Mary Magdalene–the sacred feminine–and therefore, also an emblem of PEOPLE as community. In the passage from Micah 4, the Magdal-eder is a metaphor for the city and people of Sion/Jerusalem.
The Pentagon was a target for obvious reasons. The five pointed star is sacred to Mars, but also to Venus, and therefore to Magdalene as Goddess of Love. The number 5 (the pentad) in the ancient world represented health and well-being/humanity (the 5 senses, the five extremities, five fingers/toes on each limb). Of course, for the terrorists, it was a symbol of America’s military power. In a stroke of luck, the plane struck an area where many offices were vacant because of renovations being made to the building–saving perhaps as many as 500-800 lives.
I have been brought to tears as I witnessed TV images of people of ALL faiths gathering to pray for unity, guidance and healing, courage and love in the wake of the outrageous attacks. I was shown very early in my spiritual journey that Mary Magdalene herself was a ‘carrier’ of the protoype of the Grail found in Genesis 44–the cup found in the sack of Benjamin that was the catalyst for the healing of the relationship of the twelve sons of Jacob–the healing of the nations. May she now be the instrument of this healing of the nations as we recognize in our common humanity the sacred vessel of divinity. It is not churches and temples of various religions that are sacred containers–it is PEOPLE!
The pictures we are seeing on TV, the sad stories we are hearing, are bringing home the message: we, the human family, are one child of the planet Earth. And our common enemy is characterized as 666–the number in the ancient symbolic system that represents the the solar or power principle–power without mercy. This fire principle without its sacred feminine (lunar or water) partner, results in conflagration and holocaust. Many of you have read my Goddess in the Gospels and have understood the gematria/numbers and the true meaning of the 666–power (violence) with no mercy: the power of the dictator, the terrorist, the crocodile–the Beast. It is the rise of the feminine eros –relationship, inclusion, tolerance, nurturing and concern for children–that rises now to offset the solar 666, to mitigate and finally to contain and heal it.
This sacred feminine (which I identify with the Magdalene-Spirit) is deeply involved in healing and saving the planet and all her peoples and is intimately connected with eco-feminism, the health and well-being of the physical body and other feminist issues that surface as we learn to celebrate humanity as the sacred container of divinity.” Margaret Starbird
artists Birgitte Fiche and Peter Christiansen
I believe that the energies that carried out the crucifixion are still operating in this world. Those same energies were responsible for 911 and other horrific acts. 911 was the crucifixion of humanity. It was meant to devastate us, to paralyze us with fear and hopelessness. It was also, or so they thought, a way into those of us who carry the codes of Magdalene and Christ – to break our hearts again – to destroy the Twin Towers, the symbol of The Magdalene and The Christ. However in the aftermath of the devastation, our hearts were broken, yes, broken open. Love and compassion were magnified on earth. Many had psychic openings during this time therefore the intent to shut us down blew us wide open.
I feel that this has been brought to our attention at this time because all dark secrets are coming to light. We are at a crucial turning point. The more we are made aware of – the more we remember – the more we connect with one another – the higher we rise – the sooner the dark agenda will fall.
As we follow our hearts, in spite of the lies and deceit and programming we awaken the dormant knowledge that we possess.
The 911 Water Crystal is the symbol of Love and Hope Rising.
It is the Resurrection of our hearts.
It is the tangible manifestation of loving intent prayed upon the living waters of life.
It is the phoenix rising.
It is the divine union within ourselves.
We are the Resurrection.
We are the living waters of Christ and Magdalene baptized in the waters of love and divine union.
We are the living waters of the new earth rising.
The Five Pointed Star of Love – The Magdalene Star
She rises as the Divine Feminine is rising out of the smoke and murder of the dream meant to hide and destroy her.
The Six Pointed Star of Hope – The Star of Christ Resurrected
There is so much more to this story. I am just opening the door a bit to this particular part of the story as we walk through the doorway of truth and transformation together.
I want to add a personal reflection here. When I had the first vision of Jerusalem and began receiving messages from Mary Magdalene and others I was filled with anxiety and fear. I knew that no matter what, I had to follow this divine unfolding and do whatever was being asked of me. This meant coming out – coming out and telling my story – coming out and telling Mary Magdalene’s story. I was terrified. The anxiety was paralyzing.
After a while after the book came out and as I continued on speaking, creating workshops and sharing the divine downloads of healing meditations and activations the anxiety left me. All of us doing this work are coping with many lives of being tortured and killed for speaking our truth. The fear is enormous. Once we release what we are meant to do in this life we attain more peace within. Those energies don’t hold and bind us anymore. Once all truths are revealed perhaps we will will not have to carry the story in our physical and emotional bodies.
I have been calling what has been going on since I visited the Casa of John of God in Brazil, Part Two. There is something about this that feels the same as it did in the beginning of this fantastic journey and the anxiety has returned after years and years.
When you receive this kind of information the mind tries to talk you out of it. Who will even relate to this? Is it just me? But I have been here before and I know again I must speak whether I understand it all or not. I kept wondering how and where I would tell this story and that is when the Magdalene/Isis Mystery School came along. I remember that I felt this way about The Heart of Love, that only certain people would relate to it but that turned out to be untrue. People from all walks of life found the book and fell in love with it.
And as the divine always steps in just when you are needing it most – someone sent me this incredible talk by Sara Beak. I cannot begin to describe how I related to her from the moment she started. I cried through the entire thing. You will too. She describes in the most incredible way the journey of the divine feminine as she struggles to emerge and speak her truth. It is our story.
The women are gathering, yes, and the power will be restored when the feminine takes her rightful place once again. Do not think this is not coming, for it is to be. The feminine strength that you possess will be magnified, electrified, to all ears will hear and all eyes will see. And the heavens will rejoice as the prophecy is fulfilled and the bride is returned to her place with her beloved.
It is here. It is now. It has been foretold. The energy of the new day propels you forward into the restructuring of all life on earth. As this begins to take place, heavens doors will open and the rejoicing will be heard throughout every dimension for the loss of the feminine has been the devastation of this planet. Think nothing less for this is the root of all darkness. The light of the feminine is returned in the vehicle of Mary Magdalene and all women.
This power will grow in strength and beauty until all is changed and made new again, as it was in the beginning, balance restored. The dominion of the masculine over the feminine will no longer be. Your eyes are opening and you shall see things you never dreamed.
Rest in the knowing that you have done well and all is unfolding in a most sacred manner.
I wish you all the strength and power to speak your truth for it is truly the power and vibration that will change the world.
I will be offering the Magdalene Christ Crystal Star Healing Activation.
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.
moving through the plan divine
letting go and letting in
weeping for the loves we’ve lost
when in truth they’ve all been found
whole and pure and sanctified
singing with a choir of angels
sweet and true and reunited
we all will be one day
The Heart of Love 