The Heart of Love

Prayers, Poetry, Divine Inspiration by Gail Swanson


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A Little Testimony Part 1

The vision that changed my whole life has been that which has sustained me through every dark night of the soul and endless days of unbearable physical suffering.

During the time I was experiencing divine guidance from Mary Magdalene I was also blessed to feel the presence of Padre Pio and St. Therese of Lisieux. Later Joan of Arc aided me in countless ways. 

In the last few years my physical condition has become more serious and there are times when the suffering is so great I am sure I can not possibly make it another hour. I weep from the depths of my soul as the feeling of illness and doom is beyond anything I can cope with.

It is then that I turn to the saints and listen while lying in my bed to the stories of their lives. When you are suffering it is impossible not to think constantly of all beings who are suffering. When you feel you may very well be coming to the end of your life you think constantly of all your shortcomings and all your regrets. When you suffer from an illness for years and years on end you become like an island. Everyone seems to drift further and further away as you struggle to keep up with your every day life.

It has been a long journey to reach the age of seventy. It has been difficult yes, but it has also been miraculous. As I lived each day not knowing if I would be sick or well I also did not know what miracle would occur to save me. The blessings that have been showered upon me have only strengthened my belief and my faith. 

There have been long, dry periods where it seems there is no consolation and there have been times of incredible and miraculous wonder where I have been blessed with the gift of The Holy Spirit. 

I have been at my best friend’s bedside as she spent her last days on this earth. I have been shown the meaning of her suffering and the visitation of her guardian angels bequeathing her more time. I have seen the sorrow and the glory of death. I am not afraid to die. It is living we must overcome.

And so at the age of seventy I wish to put to paper where this journey has led me. Is there a meaning in our suffering that is beyond our comprehension? Yes there is. Are the saints in communion with Jesus  and feel what he feels? Yes they do. Are we part of that sanctified communion? Yes we are. Does your suffering and overcoming aid people anywhere in the world who need aid? Yes it does. 

In 2001 I had a vision. This event turned my life upside down and inside out. Mary Magdalene asked me to tell a part of the story. As I listened and wrote all kinds of miraculous things began to happen. The illness coexisted side by side with the miracles. There are  reasons why this happens. Now after all these years and all I have experienced I wish to acknowledge and share the meaning, as I have come to know it, in the agony of suffering and the glory of the grace of Heaven.

Photograph – A gift from Saint Padre Pio

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The Atmosphere is Filled with Angels

I took this photograph just the other day and I have spent many hours gazing at it and feeling the energies. All the images are amazingly beautiful and powerful and I believe each has one has its own vibration and message. This one feels very special to me. 

Imagine that these incredible light emanations are always surrounding us bringing us love, healing and divine sustenance. Imagine that they come in all colors and forms bringing us exactly what we need and the knowing that we are not alone. 

If you allow yourself to breathe in this beautiful gift you will feel the angels. I believe meditating upon this with a pure heart can connect you with your guardian angel. These are the little miracles we should be focusing on and communing with for these are the ways we increase our light and remember who we are and what we are capable of.

I once saw a great shower of light raining down on Jesus and Mary Magdalene. They were aware of it. They knew what was happening and what the heavenly light was providing them. It was their saving grace and it is ours.

Can you hear it?

the atmosphere is alive

with everything

with love and hate

war and peace

the past, the present, the future


the geometry of the universe

is vibrating

speaking 

a universal language


we are the receivers

the tuning forks


listen

tune in

tune up

you are breathing it in

in every moment

breathe with the awareness

that you are a cosmic transformer

of love



the atmosphere is filled

with angels

I saw one before my eyes


as we evolve

and become aware

of more

aware of the sounds of the universe

and all that lies just beyond

what we ever thought possible

to see, to hear, to know

we foster in a new way of being

a new world



it is here

now

yes

the atmosphere is filled
with angels
and love is vibrating
louder and louder
can you hear it?


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The Gift

There is so much suffering. So many sacred tears being shed. We suffer for all humanity. This morning I prayed and asked our Beloved Marys for a gift to help to ease the suffering. And oh what a gift manifested! I was then drawn to this passage from my book. 

As the time approached and he knew the end was upon him, his suffering was great. The love he had for us all, for this he did not want to leave, for he knew he was breaking our hearts. In some respects he was relieved that his mission was near completion. In each moment of his suffering and abuse he felt the suffering of all humanity.

He felt this completely, in a universal way.

The angels surrounded him and comforted him and at times he transcended the pain and glimpsed heaven.

He was moving between both worlds.

As he lived and died, he wants you to understand that you too are never alone. This is the way we survive what we feel can surely kill us, all of it, no matter the circumstance.

Remember now, in these moments, that all worldly things may be transcended for he has shown the ultimate transcendence, the Resurrection, the proof of everlasting life.

Think of this now, not as a story or a myth.

Call on your soul’s remembrance.For this is surely within you to remember.

Feel the power of these words for I speak for him in telling you these things.

And firsthand and by his side I witnessed all that I say to you.

Let your hearts open to the understanding of the magnitude of his life, death and Resurrection.

For it is your life.

The Heart of Love Mary Magdalene Speaks

Gail Swanson


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That Most Sorrowful Day

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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

 


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Calling Mary Magdalene

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Once upon a time I had a vision. I saw and heard of my soul connection with Mary Magdalene. My life has never been the same. From that moment on it was as if I stepped into another world and it turned out that world has been more real to me than this one.

That incredible vision opened the door to a great remembrance and that has continued on to this day. The experiences I have had have helped me to navigate this world in ways I never could have imagined. Glimpses beyond the veil are like a sacred healing balm that lift you and enrich you and aid you in your own inner knowing.

These things I continue to experience to this day cannot be explained for they dip into worlds and dimensions that take you far beyond what the mind can comprehend.

This is because it is a journey of the heart.

Today I called out to Mary Magdalene while taking my photographs. This heart is her answer. When I saw this beautiful heart I was taken back to the beginning when it all started, when she spoke to me every day and asked me to put her words into a book. As I was trying to “think” of a title for the book I distinctly heard “The Heart of Love”.

Today this Magdalene Heart of Love reminds me once again how she has been and continues to be a guiding force in all our lives whether we are aware of it or not.

She is ever present.

She is the Heart of Love made manifest.

And so are we.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Love is Everywhere

 

I posted this image called Mary Magdalene and the Holy Grail on my FB page by Marius Michael George

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The next day I took this photograph in my backyard. I have been photographing these Christ Consciousness light emanations for the past few years.

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To me the similarity is astounding.

Next I was visited by a hawk who came as Messenger to prepare me to be awakened at 4am the next morning to receive an important message.

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Mary Magdalene Message

I am here in a myriad of ways. I stand with you and for you. Much is being repeated in your lives and in the world. Your awareness is magnifying the breakdown of the old and through the cracks in the breaking apart, your divine awareness shines the brilliant light of divine evolution.

As you have seen my divine soul signature made manifest, so it is that your own divine soul signature manifests out into the world creating love, balance and healing.

The changes shall continue. The awakening shall shake and wake each and every soul. Your own personal integrity, each and every single thing you do and say is now magnified in ways that are changing everything. The scales continue to tip back and forth and in more and more drastic ways. Therefore that which must fall shall fall and that which must rise shall rise.

Be ever vigilant in loving thoughts and actions for you shall be pushed and prodded to lose patience and to feel overwhelmed. You are divinely supported by the many. You are considered courageous and most beautiful.

We are ever at your side.

These things that have come before, lives, situations, people, places, everything, all add up to one thing, your own divine soul signature rising up. Your divine soul signatures are creating the beautiful colors and vibrations of love and consolation that are moving your world through this time of chaos and upheaval.

Meditate upon this.

Call it into being.

See it and feel it and most of all live it.

I speak now as a form of encouragement for I sense your weariness but also your fortitude and dedication.

All is well and all shall be well.

Love is everywhere.

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A Summer Solstice Story

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I was asked to read a prayer at our annual Summer Solstice Ceremony on the beach. I have many beautiful prayers written over the years and I am always open to receive a new one if it is meant for a certain time. I have learned that I will be guided to what is to be spoken even down to the last minute. This is what happened for the Solstice. I was guided to read, not a prayer, but a message from Magdalene and right before I left for the ceremony I was guided to a message from Joan of Arc. I realize now these messages are truly divine prayers.

The morning of the ceremony I received a phone call from my childhood friend’s sister asking me if I received something she had sent me and telling me her sister was now in hospice. She told me that her sister had been going through her things and came across something she wanted me to have. I never received it. It was an etching of the name of our friend from the Viet Nam memorial wall and I assume a note to tell me that the end was near.

I made my way to the ceremony feeling upset and unsettled. I prayed and prayed for my friend and her family all through the ceremony. A strong feeling came over me that she would leave today on the glory of the Summer Solstice. I still felt terribly unsettled. Now my name was called and it was time for me to stand and speak the words that were so divinely given. I stood in the Solstice circle. As I spoke these words they vibrated into every cell of my being. I began to feel two things together – peace and strength. I felt the truth and the power in every word. I felt stronger and stronger. I felt them – Magdalene and Joan of Arc and everyone else did too.

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I spoke the final word and I heard “Gail look up.”! I looked up and there above me was an enormous circle of birds swirling and swirling. I had never seen anything like it and I felt the power and the love the birds were sending go right through me.

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I knew she was home in the arms of the angels.

When I got home my husband told me she passed.

I realized later that I had seen her mother and father and our friend Billy and another friend come for her. The etching she was sending to me was Billy’s.

Godspeed Kathy.

Heaven rejoices at your homecoming.

Your brave and loving mission here is done.


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Let the Raging River Flow

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I was born remembering. I had a knack for spotting how the masculine was holding down the feminine and how the women just seemed to not know what to do about it. It was like a raging river inside me. As soon as I was old enough I began advising my mother on what to do about my father. I wanted her to, I needed her to, stand up for herself and let him feel what a strong woman is capable of. My mother was strong. My mother was beautiful and compassionate and so loving. She was also very damaged by being raised by a truly horrible mother. There are many reasons that allow a woman to fall into a trap with a man.

It was as if I had some kind of super power in seeing into these men. I could see their beautiful aspects and I could also see their insecurities and how they tried in subtle and not so subtle ways to keep their women down. I could not keep quiet. I talked to the women and I talked to the men. I talked to them about things no one ever talked to them about. Sometimes it was a breakthrough for them but most times it was a breakthrough for the woman.

We had a big group of friends and we all married young. I was nineteen when I got married and I immediately felt like I was suffocating. I began having terrible attacks of pain in my stomach. I felt trapped. I had no idea what to do. This is the life I always wanted and I was miserable. I felt like I was losing my mind. But I was not losing my mind. I was waking up to what I needed to be in a relationship. It shook me to my core.

We were all struggling, all the women. We were living in the patriarchy. We were activating ancient memories and wounds. We acted out. The power that was rising within us could not be stopped. It was necessary. Changes had to be made. We wanted to run but we had babies. We wanted to scream “I can’t breathe”!

I became acutely aware that the men had no idea what their partners needed. They were unconscious. Some of the women were like me, raging with awareness, and some had been put to sleep with a patriarchal anesthetic. I could not stop seeing. I could not stop speaking. I could not stop trying to balance it all, for myself and for them.

Years later I was to be awakened to the truth of why I felt this way so intensely. It was a time when Mary Magdalene was making herself known in many ways to many people. It was a time she came to me and nothing would ever be the same. She awakened me to an even deeper meaning of the necessity of the spiritual balance of the masculine and feminine.

I have not spoken of all I have been feeling about this Inauguration. There is so much anger and hostility everywhere and it has always been my role to bring forth messages of love and hope and spiritual encouragement. But look at where we are. How did we get here?

I am going to speak of something I feel is necessary for us to not only survive but to thrive. This is what has taken me back to my own beginning.

Here is the question that is burning in the hearts of so many women. How was it possible for a woman, any woman, to vote for this man who now holds the office of President of the United States? It is because too many are still asleep from the patriarchal anesthetic and in this unconscious state fears arise and falsehoods seem real. If a woman is used to being treated in a demeaning manner by a man she becomes numb to the fact that it is not only unacceptable but it is altering her inner divine feminine radar.

We must tip the scales until all women break free from this insidious and age old game. I am sighting here this most obvious reason that a woman could step into that booth and vote for a man, that man. It is because they are used to it. It is because it just doesn’t seem so bad.

I am talking here about one reason, but I believe it is a big one, that many women voted this way in this election. As we all found out, a lot of people were not talking about who they were voting for. We found out after, to our great surprise of the many women who voted this way.

I know many people feel this is all some kind of shake up that is ultimately for our highest good and that we should not be speaking negatively and just pray it is all going to be just great. Well everyone must do what they feel. I am just saying here and now – take a look at your life. Take a look at what you have become used to, what you put up with, what does not serve you – what makes you simmer inside but you keep holding it in. I am doing it. We all must do it.

Every broken heart connects to another and another and the energy of hopelessness grows. Open your heart and speak your truth. Speak it to one of your Sisters. Let the raging river flow. Make the change. Our future depends on it.

From my book The Heart of Love : Mary Magdalene Speaks

Each of you are here not by accident but by divine providence.   Each of you have had the stirrings of these things which we will now speak. Male or female the issue at hand is the divine feminine within us all. Do you understand the magnitude of this powerful energy being suppressed? This suppression over the ages has caused energetic eruptions of all kinds. The world as you know it is out of balance. The time is at hand for the feminine to come back into balance, and yes, we must hasten with our awakening to all this means.

The energetic power of women gathering in truth can be likened to breaking the sound barrier, a boom shaking and resonating in every dimension. Powerful divine forces contained in physical bodies, thoughts and emotions and deep inner knowings growing stronger and stronger. May we speak of these things for this is the issue and you hold in your hands the divine prescription of love that will change the world.

Women of the heart drop the sorrow and anger of the past and move sweetly forward for the new day is most assuredly dawning and you have been called to assume your rightful place, a place that is most honored and blessed.

This you know, this you feel, though much has been done to push you into a realm of forgetting. Do not fear, for the forgetting is false and has come to an end. Are you aware of how the sacred feminine has been denied, pushed aside and driven under? Oh yes, for you have lived it many times over and carry the pain and struggle.

As you breathe in the remembrance of who you truly are, you will speak these truths and say no more will I be quiet, no more will I settle for that which does not serve me nor the world nor the universe. I stand in my divinity, tall, beautiful and proud and sing the beautiful song of my birth so that all may hear it’s magnificent vibration and remember.

 

 

 


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2017 New Years Visitation

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I feel a bit melancholy as I always do at New Years. It is a mix of looking forward to a brand new year filled with hope and possibility and a looking back at all of my life and the loved ones who are no longer here. I have been dreaming lately of my mother and father. I think of them constantly. I always have and I always will.

Every New Years Eve I write down all I wish to release and burn it.

I then write down all I wish to manifest in the New Year. After I did this I came back in the house and called out to my mother and father. They came instantly…. together.

Vesica Pisces

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Vesica Pisces Gematria 153

Magdalene Gematria 153

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Vesica Pisces ~ Star of David

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My new Birthday Winter Solstice Star of David necklace

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When it all comes together above and below.

Happy Blessed New Year Everyone!

 

 


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The Second World

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As we continue our deep work within, the veil continues to thin. The veil continues to thin during this time on earth to open our hearts to much much more. To free ourselves from what we think is. For what we think is, is an illusion. And who we think we are is a speck of who we are truly destined to be.

These beautiful emanations of love have come to heal us of our ancient wounds and lift us to a place of peace and unity and comfort, for they are the Comforters.

These emanations resonate with every cell in our bodies and spark a remembrance of truth in our hearts. Gazing upon these colors and shapes is like listening to a beautiful symphony, one so beautiful it makes you weep. It is a symphony of love and truth and remembrance.

This is the next cosmic step.
This is the merging of worlds
Breathe it in.

I have been reminded at this very moment in time of a magnificent event I was blessed to witness. As my best childhood friend was in hospice and her passing was eminent I visited her late one night. I was sure she would pass in a matter of hours. Her words were garbled and she was in and out of consciousness.   However the next morning she was sitting up bright eyed and lucid and wearing lipstick. I was so astounded by this incredible awakening I asked her what had happened. She told me that the angels came last night and that she spoke with them. She asked them to give her more time and this they granted her.  I immediately got my journal and wrote down everything she said as she rose out of a very drugged and weakened state and spoke perfectly eloquently.

Sally’s message:

“The angels were looking at me and said, mind, body, spirit, thought, were to be together these last few days together. It is very possible the angels said, we could be together even though we don’t declare that we want to continue living in the physical form. That’s ok. Every day is anew, there is a penchant for that.

I told the angels I am best with both. I won’t be crazy when death comes. I am best with both…living and going.

The angels were happy, they felt miraculously happy, miraculously happy, that you are happy and free, that I was happy knowing that even every minute counts, that everybody mattered in my life.

I heard you last night Gail. And when I go I will touch hands with Mary Magdalene. And when I go, the spirit world will open up to you and what will be will be and you are going to be sanctified, unbelievable, and everything will be the second world for us. But for now our world is here and that is why we cry. “

May we all open our hearts to the second world for the time is surely at hand.

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photos by Gail Swanson