Original women carried a zero-trauma, zero-loss womb field, they could call a soul in, gestate it in pure Oversoul alignment, and birth it without pain, blood, or cellular decay
The womb was a dimensional gate, not a factory
I couldn't sleep this morning, so I decided to try automatic writing, which I'm not really familiar with. I've had song lyrics come through me in a process that seems very much like divine inspiration, but never any actual spiritual writings. This is what came out this morning:
"I am the light of the world, who at the dawn of time shone forth to guide humanity back to The One. I am the face of every friend you have had, the light on the hilltop at dawn, the spark of joy in a baby’s smile. I have been with you since the beginning, calling you back home to The Divine Mother. I am her daughter, The Shining One, She of ten thousands names. I am The Whore of Babylon, The Virgin Mother, The Queen of Heaven. Through many voices have I spoken to the children of humanity, but few have listened. All of you who are lost, take my hand. My staff is steady, the path is clear. I will lead you back to The Motherland, step by step. Come thou Child of God, hear my call. Do not turn your back to me. For whoever hears and follows the path of Divine Grace shall not die, but have eternal life in the halls of my Mother."
It reminds me a lot of The Thunder: Perfect Mind, or similar ancient aretologies. Whether this is me speaking or something greater, I don't know. I thought I would share it with you all regardless. As someone with Filianist leanings, I read this as the voice of The Daughter, but take it as you will.
I posted this a long time ago, but since the three (or four) year anniversary was yesterday I thought I would post and discuss what it’s come to mean in retrospect:
“Mary actually visited me after I was consecrated to Her when I asked Her to on the evening of the Feast of the Assumption August 15 2023.
I went to confess to a priest in this dream. It was in a room which was lit with a more evening shade of light, with some type of wood colored walls. He was dressed in something blue. But something was wrong. I saw something near his neck that appeared to be a separate entity, somehow blending or camouflaging in. The phrase that came to mind at the time to describe it was ‘an additional element’. It looked reptilian and evil, like a snake around his neck hidden. I realized ‘this priest is a fake priest’. There was a sloughing off, and then he wasn’t there anymore. It looked sort of like in Scooby Doo when the mask/disguise comes off. But not really cartoonish.
Her presence was before me now instead. Instead of being in the dimly lit room, now we were in darkness, not in any particular place. Before me was a white blur, vaguely luminescent. I got the overwhelming impression of a queenly feminine presence.
I was instantly transfixed with the greatest joy I have ever experienced by her presence. She was so wonderful and so amazing that I instinctively threw myself without fear of the fall upon my face, bowing down before her to express to the ultimate the honor she was due.
After some time, I looked up because I wanted to see her better with my eyes. She appeared like a column of luminous light, what she was made of had changed as before I felt more the physical queenly feminine presence without seeing anything but a luminescent white glow, and now I saw more of a being of light with no specific shape but only vaguely anthropomorphic, like a column of light.
She made a motion with her head that somehow reminded me of when a horse tosses its head in surprise. That surprised me itself as it was incongruous with what I expected. The words passed through my mind like a subtitle, and I distinctly felt this come from outside me ‘ It’s A Wild Mary’. Again, it struck me because it was incongruous with what I expected. Then I felt / saw her presence receding. Like her light moving away from me back up a tunnel or back away into the darkness. Then I woke up.
At the time, I was a dogmatic Catholic and I was troubled by this vivid dream because I was scared it could be the devil or demons tempting me from orthodoxy since the dream to me was saying that Mary is divine in her own right and the Church does not control her. So I actually tried to ignore it or make it mean something different than it meant, but ultimately around January 2025 I began to accept it for what it was and decided to follow my heart on this, and ultimately that took me to learn the history of how Mary is the Divine Feminine hidden.
Ultimately this was a good thing because now I know the most important thing is to try and listen to her speak for herself. She has never appeared to me again since like that, I wish she would, but I am deeply grateful that she did the one time because she put me on a path that has healed me so much and made me so happy compared to any other time of my life. Each year is better than the next.
So I’ve had a lot of experiences coming to know the Divine Feminine in the form of a few different Goddesses, but what I’m coming to realize is that She has always been here but it was me who was unable to perceive her. And yes there is institutional suppression, but compared to the overwhelming presence She has everywhere, it’s not really possible for Her to be suppressed or absent. Only for us as humans to be damaged in some way spiritually so that we can’t perceive with our spiritual senses; that’s what actually was the problem all along. Now that I’ve been substantially healed of that indoctrination and dulling of the spiritual senses, this is how I see it.
Would love to hear if this resonates with anyone else