The MOTHER is the most powerful teacher and guide.
She is the leader in her home and one of, if not, the most sacred role on the planet.
Through food, word and action, she weaves her wisdom and emotional state into the inner beings of the family.
She raises the next generation who raises and teaches the next.
When the mother doesn’t heal the wounding inherited from her own mother and experience, she passes it on to her child.
When a mother remembers who she truly is, she epigenetically influences her children’s experience, clearing and flowering more possibility into their potential.
This is why it is said that the most POWERFUL CURSE and PRAYER is that of a mother.
Consciously, we think we learn and teach by being told what to do or how to do it, but our superseding unconscious is programmed by behaviors and responses we see and experience. We begin our programming in the womb and it continues to be conditioned and layered up until our 21 years of age.
Blessed be our mamas doing the work so their children can experience more of their true essence and have easier access to their genius!
Propagating life on the planet is no longer exclusive of birthing children, it never was but today we can more openly receive and honor this.
Mothering, gestating, birthing pangs and innate body intelligence, isn't reserved only to create human children. It's the divine inheritance of every woman, whether we birth a child or not.
Indeed, we are all pregnant with the seeds of Divine potential.
We are all mothers of the world.
By becoming our own healthy mothers, giving birth and nurturing our inner child self, we clear, we liberate, we grow up and thrive.
So that we may remember to rest in the regenerative powers of our womb and awaken its conscious creation and magnetic resources.
By giving birth to beauty, by creating and manifesting our authentic and embodied expression, we fulfill our greatest potential... the power of giving life.
One of the most powerful truths The Magdalene wishes for us to remember is how to embody our divine femininity and masculinity. Through this embodiment of Holy Union we will find restoration.
I have journeyed with archetypes through challenging, dark and desolate inner landscapes to reach their tombs of buried secrets and find their temple within my being.
One of the greatest catalyzing archetypes and guides of my own life and narrative, is the one of the Magdalene.
To me, she represents the power behind the throne, the wisdom thats endured ages. A woman of gentle but fierce power. A woman of inteGRITy and passion.
The guiding red thread woven into the lineages of every living woman.
Mary Magdalene, embraced and walked the path of every challenge and projection woman has ever experienced only to show to us, women of today, that restoration is truly possible.
May we all honor and awaken into our Magdalene qualities of fiercely devotional loving and Sacred Union.
Artist Cheryl Yambrach Rose-Hall
The Crone is a woman who no longer menstruates physically, she is now a fully embodied wise woman. With many moons behind her and the experience she has acquired, she can now turn her attention to being a guide for the young. Being free in her body- no longer worried about pregnancy, pretense or deep fluctuations in hormones, she has come to a serene place of acceptance...an embodied dance with the rhythm of life.
I have been guided by grandmothers with silver hair as magnificent as the moonlight for a very long time in my dreams, it has helped me develop a keen appreciation for the Crone, it has allowed me to see aging as an exquisite and delicate gift. It has helped me make healthy choices in the now and embrace with subtle anticipation the day when I too will be a grandmother to the children of our world.
In ancient times and cultures, the Crone was revered. The Crone was consulted for matters of importance and well being of tribes. Children and grown alike would come for advice and storytelling to the skirts of the Crone. The gray hair was looked at as stripes of honor and the wrinkles as badges of courage and experience. When a woman’s blood flow would stop coming it was said she no longer needed it, as she had accumulated the wisdom of the seasons and cycles enough to embody it and inhabit it. These wise women understood the importance of death and renewal at such a cellular level they no longer needed to be reminded every month.
In today's culture, the Crone is in great danger of being forgotten. In a society where faster, better, younger is the theme and is tattooed into our consciousness every day, elders are very often overlooked and seen as nuisance, annoying, slow, their beauty is smudged over and often shoved into care homes or a bedroom in the house, Google has now usurped the throne of the wise one. We see Maiden archetype everywhere- the endless pursuit of youth. From a multibillion dollar market of beauty products to the movie screens...everyone wants to be young, plump and fresh. We see the Mother archetype- the caring loving mother and as Lara Owen mentions in her book, although limited- it is even revered in religion. But the Crone, where is she?
She is a hidden, she is stashed away. All that power hidden in her belly and nowhere to go. She has been pushed to abhor her post menopausal state, as though it is a condemnation rather than a blessing, as if not being able to birth children is now a curse that spills inward into a barren womb. All that wisdom rejected, unacknowledged, dishonored in exchange for the pursuit of staying young and ‘fertile,’ only to be ridiculed and mocked by a society that in a paradoxical cruel joke repudiates the Crone that clings to this 'youth' as well.
No, the Crone cannot expect to be accepted without first accepting herself, knowing that her bones are indeed each day becoming more and more one with the earth. The Crone cannot demand a place in a society in which she has helped exile this archetype. This is why we need to speak of Her, the Crone- the holy guide that lives and will one day emerge from within your bones and when she does, you will have a choice: will you let her in and feast on the banquet of your holy life experience, or will you shut the door in her face and leave her out to starve in hopes that the maiden and mother, whom have taken a backseat, will someday come back.
Many times I have wanted to write about the Crone, even create offerings for her, but I am held back by the misleading belief that I have to be one to speak of her. No more, my sleeping crone has whispered, ‘you must begin to pave the way for my visit, planting seeds along the path that may bloom for my homecoming.’
Resting and gestating in me, she is harnessing strength to come and live fully, to guide, to teach, to dance, to remind, to slow me down, to make me softer, to be reflected on my skin and in my gaze when the time comes.
In the meantime, I will speak of the Crone to our children and to anyone that will hear- I will honor the magnificently wise women I am surrounded by, sisters hiding their lines and beauty behind veils. I will remind them, I will whisper, I will nudge, I will declare "Take off your veil! You are holy sacred wise woman, you are here, you have a message… now is your time to speak."
- Anabel Vizcarra