There is a moment in the Gospel of Mary that I keep returning to. Mary Magdalene walks into a room full of grieving, frightened disciples and says: I have seen the Lord. He appeared to me and he gave me a teaching. And Andrew says he doesn't believe her. And Peter says: did he really speak with a woman in private, without our knowledge? And Mary weeps. But she doesn't retract. She doesn't soften the teaching to make it easier for the men in the room to receive. She weeps, and then she speaks again. She was the Apostola Apostolorum — the Apostle to the Apostles. The one sent to tell the ones who were sent. Her voice had authority. Even when no one wanted to hear it. Even when the institution would spend the next two thousand years trying to make sure no one found out. So here is the question I want to sit with you in our Soul Voice Activation on June 10th When did you first learn that your voice was a problem? Not in the abstract. Specifically. The moment — or the accumulation of moments — where you understood in your body that speaking your truth came with a cost. We are going into that on June 10th. The Soul Voice Activation Circle. The theme is The First Apostle — Your Voice Has Authority. And we are working with the First Power of the Magdalene Method — the one Mary's gospel calls Ignorance. Not intellectual ignorance. The systematic erosion of inner knowing. The silencing of the soul's own perception. It lives in the throat. It lives in the qualifier before you speak. It lives in the dream you haven't told anyone about yet. We are going in. Free on Zoom inside the Magdalene Network. June 10th. 👉Comment SOUL and I'll send you the link. Your voice has authority. Not because someone gave it to you. Because it always had it. 🌹

A Mother’s Day love letter to the women who lost themselves while keeping everyone else alive Sandi Rufo May 10, 2026 Today, I’m thinking about all the women in their fifties and sixties who are being celebrated on Mother’s Day, but deep down, still don’t feel worthy of the flowers, brunches, cards, mimosas, or “you’re the best mom ever” declarations. Not because they didn’t do enough. Because they did too much. They did so much that somewhere along the way, they disappeared inside the doing. We were born into a time when certain expectations were already laid out for us before we even had a chance to ask ourselves what we wanted. Our mothers and grandmothers were told that success meant finishing school, getting married, having children, putting dinner on the table, keeping the house somewhat presentable, and making sure everyone had clean socks, brushed hair, and something vaguely edible in a lunchbox. And honestly? The bar was different then. You could put some saltine-cracker-covered chicken breasts in an onion soup casserole situation, call it dinner, and everyone lived to tell the tale. You could slap together peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, toss them into paper bags, send the family off, and then sit on the couch with your coffee, watch your soaps, clean during commercials, maybe fold some laundry, maybe not, maybe eat a sleeve of Nilla Wafers and call it lunch. There might be a Tupperware party. Maybe a casserole swap. Maybe a Avon lady at the door. Work was for men. Play was for kids. Housewives were expected to hold it all together, but at least the world didn’t pretend they also had to become CEOs, nutritionists, therapists, room moms, activists, interior designers, fitness influencers, and emotionally regulated goddesses with perfect countertops. Some women loved the old arrangement. Some women were quietly suffocating inside it. Some women were fighting like hell to get out. Then something changed. The late eighties and early nineties brought a new kind of promise, but also a new kind of trap.

Your opinion matters to us! So please be courteous and contribute to this question. ❤😘 We're deciding on the line up for our next book circles (2) and we'd like to see which books are on your WISH LIST? If it's something that you've read and highly recommend, you can add it as well. We tend to lean more to scholars than channeled books, but I wouldn't rule it out completely.

I've always felt that something was missing from the Gospels - Women who did more than cook & clean I have gone within to root out the "Not enough" due to being Female. Mary's Gospel spoke to me in many ways & I am following her voice.