After I wrote this, I went for a walk in one of the most beautiful places on this amazing sphere we inhabit. I sat down and watched the ocean, I cried and I sang- or more like moaned and wailed, my audience being the whales and the water beings of frequency that hold our collective with so much love.
A song for all of us, for the sadness and anger, for the twisted way we have related to each other in our collective past. I cried for all the women who have ever felt so unsafe and vulnerable that they have hardened and turned unsoft and angry. For all the women who felt the only way to be heard was thru manipulation. Using their divine femine quality of intuition for ill -inadvertently or not. I cried for all the children of every mother doing the best they could in a scary war torn masculine world. And I felt for all the men who felt pressure to be only masculine and ignore their feelings and be tough. Masking their heart and creating a distrust between them and their female counter parts. When I was done, the ocean came to meet my feet and swept away all. The great transmuter. Our mother. Our home.
with this I remembered a book I read some years ago:
The seven daughters of Eve. By Brian Sykes
the mitochondria in the sperm only lasts until it makes it to the overies and then dies. It is the mitochondria from the mother that gets passed on to offspring.
“There are 7 main sequences of Mitochodrial DNA found in the human population, which is extrpolated to mean that there were 7 women from which all humans are ultimately descended”
The seven sisters…..
So it is my prayer that this prayer ripples for all as we are all indeed one human family.
And with this we heal and marry our divine feminine and masculine energies for each other, with in ourselves and to-get-her , ,through out all of time and space and in every life time from this point onward.
And with this thot, by the power vested in me, I am our mother and I love you so much!
(Some more sevens for yas)
:)