A sister called in Owls during petitions today to help us with Honoring Forgiveness. This picture showed up in my inbox right after: I love the Owl so much and never really thought about why until just now. They are so unique. They ooze mystical powers. A head that can turn all the way around, a unique fluffy look for a bird, ability to see in the dark and is nocturnal. I think all these are true: I have not researched it! This uniqueness though ... it directly helps with forgiveness because honoring uniqueness is the missing link in our society that allows forgiveness . Bringing in unique perspectives helps us all. Embracing our own uniqueness helps us love ourselves deeper. Helps us understand what Love truly is. Helps us understand others are also unique and never on the same path as we are. We are all as unique as our fingerprints: We are all as unique as the Owl. ❤️🌹🦄🌈

Today we honored Acceptance in petitions, and it brought me back to something I experienced and a page I journaled about it in March (attached). I feel the story behind it has a message worth sharing. In March I had just been given a new boss. I was excited because I'd already worked with her, we got along well, and she'd just been promoted. I'd spent a couple of years healing and detangling my identity from work, and I was proud of that progress. I was walking into this newness open and grounded. About a month in, she asked the whole team to present the work we were each doing so she could learn our styles and get up to speed on our accounts. After mine, she told me she had expected more from me. I already knew she was exactly like I had been for my entire career, striving to be the best and only the best. We bonded over it. But this time I had made a conscious choice. I had weighed the presentation against my other duties and, for the first time in my life, decided good enough was fine. It wasn't worth the burnout or my sanity. I just didn't have the words to explain this yet. I was learning it in real time.I didn't yet have the conscious awareness of how this was all integrating and my fear of criticism was very rooted. So when the feedback came, I thought I was ready but my insides just wanted to bellow with sadness. It took everything I had not to burst into tears on the spot. Luckily, I was able to end the meeting quickly. That night I listened to a channeled message about experiencing contrast (on YouTube). It asked me to look at where I might be avoiding the exact experience that would feed the part of me I most want to grow. The offering was to accept or to assert. Acceptance would lead to freedom. Assertiveness would lead to respect. My choice. Read that twice! Whoa! I realized I had strived with my whole being for freedom while making every decision for respect, all while telling myself I wasn't. How's that for the definition of living an illusion!

Thank you Lynn!

Several weeks ago a "sermon" came to me as I was thinking about what I would stand up and say if I were to open up a "church for the divine feminine". I recorded myself speaking it, and today I have turned it into a post here to share with my beautiful sisters- with only Love in my heart. ❤️🌹🦄🌈🙏 Thank you, Mother Goddess, for birthing us. Thank you, Father God, for being the life force energy which makes the birthing process begin. Both are necessary. One without the other, life on Earth is not possible. Thank you, the Oneness, the All. Birthing is all around us. Life is birthing. Mother Gaia is birthing. And every day, we birth too: ideas, businesses, dreams, situations, people. Without the spark, the life force energy that wakes the seed, nothing begins. But the spark alone is not enough. Without the space to experience it grow, without surrender, and without the trust that what we need is forming... then we miss it all. It is all right there and it might as well not be, because we don't have eyes to see. Look at how Mother Gaia holds that space openly. She is endlessly resourceful, turning the used into the new, drawing on every ounce of love and attention we have ever given her. For thousands of years we have looked away, and still she has done her best with what she has. Now she has built enough momentum for what we are calling the divine feminine awakening. She has been tenderly nurturing this massive birthing, trusting for us the trust we didn't know how to give ourselves. She is patient. She is loving. And she is calling us to rise with her, with Mother Goddess, with Asherah, whose name was nearly lost to history. She calls us through the moon, through her phases and her ebbs and flows, to guide us back to a conscious awareness of birthing. Birthing is not only in a woman's womb. It is in everything we do. When we feel into that energy, we meet our soul. Our soul is always speaking to us, gently. Those of us with wombs may feel intuition more readily, because we live so close to the physical birthing process.

We all have a pattern that runs the show. Most of us can't see it while it's happening. Read these and tell me which number is you. ✅1. You walk in already braced. Something's going to go wrong and you don't trust yourself to handle it. ✅2. You want something for yourself, and you feel guilty for wanting it. ✅3. You say yes to everyone. Fixing, carrying, holding it all together. You smile. You're exhausted. ✅4. Someone hurt you, and you've quietly closed your heart. Or someone's life looks easier and it stings. ✅5. You swallow what you really want to say. Again. ✅6. Someone says "everything happens for a reason" and you nod, even though it doesn't sit right. ✅7. The anger comes out over something tiny. Or it never comes out at all. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 7, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳-𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵? Drop your number below. No explaining needed. This is the work we do in Unbinding, starting Nov 3. https://www.magdalenerisingcollective.com/unbinding