The Eternal Ties that Bind

I HAVE JUST COMPLETED a development course with the beautiful and effervescent Morgan Lee to claim back the Creatrix powers of the Divine Feminine, and to enter the Yoniverse. To start with we cleared devices, overlays, blockages in our lower chakras, and sexual implants we were tricked into allowing to be installed as “trojan horses” which siphoned off the energy of our womb space — either directly or indirectly through anyone we’ve ever had sex with. (I detailed much of this work in my previous blog post.)

     In our final session we balanced and repatriated our 12 archetypes — the one most bandied out of shape was my “damsel”, which is the notion behind the “Sleeping Beauty” fairy story. (In my case, I’m no Damsel in distress; I’m just bally tired of waiting!)

     So as we gathered in online circle, we anchored ourselves at any midpoint we could visualise. In my group, we were either in the UK or Australia, so I figured it to be Egypt — and duly saw the pyramids and their pointed tips (capstones).

     After my “damsel” archetype reset herself, we connected with our Dragons, through our womb spaces. As ever, this chamber was thumping with power, and I started to see back in time and into my akashic. I saw the Guardians of my Womb Portal — the strangest looking creatures with fearsome expressions, like fire dogs, guarding the steps of the portal. Only the purest of heart may worship here (oh baby!) Strong, small, fierce, determined, guarding the space jealously, beings the like of which I’ve never seen before, like very toothy pitbulls. Then I walked up the steps of my temple on invisible feet towards the gates of the portal.

     The veil pulled back to let in the most dazzling golden light. It was as if this space opened left and right, like curtains at the theatre, almost as if the vesica piscis of the world slid open to blind me with the light of creation… But then, there at its heart, was the Great Mother standing in majesty, one arm held aloft, a little like the statue of Liberty.

     As the light flooded into me, a new image materialised — first the eyes, then the snout and head, the neck, the spines. A beautiful rainbow diamond-light dragon, the shimmering translucence of her scintillating light, power and beauty was beyond compare. Very sattvic to behold.

     BUT... there’s a world of difference between knowing something intellectually, and coming face to face with it. So for me, the reality was coming to terms with the fact that I AM the Great Mother and that I AM that beautiful dragon. I was then shown that during the work we had all connected to do (and through the power of the collective Yoni), that we had reclaimed, we were laying down new ley lines, song lines, connecting us to each other and to the pyramids, sacred energy centres and the Earth grid — that the old Earth was stagnant and being left behind and we had created in this moment NEW links and timelines for the planet. Judith Kusel recently shared about the fact the Giza was back on line for the first time since the Lion Kingdom ended (see HERE)... and we’re why.

     There are no words to describe the exalted energy of that reconnection — other than that by envisioning the midpoint of our gathered group as being Egypt, WE were the ones lighting up the planet by firing up the pyramids, not some third-party intergalactic rescue mission…

     In connecting through our wombs in this way, the old Earth was being left and we were pushing forward to new Earth by creating new Earth.

     So that was the practical demonstration, in Morgan’s safe hands. But once learnt, you gotta put the theory into real world practice…

     Thus, on Sunday evening, a wave of tiredness overtook me and I had to lie down. This is always a sure sign that Spirit wants to work through me, making me exhausted so I’ll slow down for a moment. I went with the flow and could fill my womb space filling with power. I have never felt this intensity before (CERN, you ain’t got nothing on me!)
     After a while, I figured out that I was meant to use this power for specific purposes, so imagined sending it to Gaza and to Rafah, to bring about peace and restoration for the Palestinian people — and then lovebombed this womb light to the many kingdoms and realms that call this planet home.

     But I think I need to practice more. Turning this energy on is easy, stopping its flow is a trifle harder… two hours later, the energy was still flowing full throttle through me…

So where’ve I got to with the whole Yoni tune up?

Well, it seems as though I have now not just fully integrated my Christed Sophia self but morphed into Sophia-Magdalene too and fully embody the Mother Dragon energies now. In this creatrix state, I can call down golden light into an embodied planet and use it wherever necessary...

     But who or what is Sophia? Short answer is that she is the eternal feminine god consciousness who has transmuted Gaia’s old and defunct timelines and anything that has held us in poverty, oppression, lack, mental illness, misery and sexual enslavement, etc.

     It’s been a tortuous route back to the Mother, but all I would say is have no fear — and no matter what, just keep going. If you’re not through it all yet, you soon will be…

     And now I fully carry the Mother energies — and, in the same way I heard “trojan horse” during the Yoniverse clearance, I now keep hearing “Holy Grail”.

Mama-mia, there I go again...

     Best of all, in journeying with Saadia Farah-Ali this last week, I met my beautiful Mum in multidimensional form under the watchful gaze of 12 dazzling emeralds (representing the presence of the original Cosmic Founders and their promise made in the Emerald Covenant, that all Souls in this Fallen Universe would eventually be found and returned to their original spiritual homes under the original divine plan of Ascension, remembering our purpose and being reunited with “God”).