A small part of my Mary story
Hi everyone,
Thank you for opening up this space
I will write authentically and from my heartspace
It might not be spelled correctly as English isn’t my mother language.
When i think about how to respond the question of where my Mary story started or where to start. My answer would be that i can feel now the ancient thread that it started way before me, although when i look at my personal life i came to realize this Mary energy is something that has been in my life since i was a little girl. It came with me when my parents named me Esther Priscilla and with that i carried it ever since.
I could write a paper alone on that. But to share what it meant for me throughout my life is that i knew names carried meaning and i remember trying to understand or grasp the depth of this meaning since i was a little girl. My father & his mother are the ones who ignited my interest in esoteric wisdom and reading but honoring Mary and learning about her path came through to my father. Now, there is many good things to write and sadly there’s also many shadows I encountered, i don’t want to make this post too long…
I saw my father struggling with his alcoholic spirit demon in the bottle & loosing from depression and surrendering to illness, i saw my grandmother as a strong woman, yet captured & surrendered in a relationship with a man who kind of controlled her. I saw my brother die and leave his 3 young children behind…and so much more… this all happened during puberty, a pivotal age…but this made me see and choose…Off course it wasn’t easy!
But i can say it gave me strength to say “no” to a lifestyle of numbing pain & grieve at very young but tempting age where and when many of my friend did give into this. Or to say “no” at all…
I found my strength from my own artistical creative forces and ofcourse was led by the outspoken charismatic and sometimes controversial ideas of my father.
No, didn’t always agree, because i decided i liked the quote “the masses are not always right”, which my father’s friend printed out on a t-shirt. And i painted this on the inside of my wooden box of paints carrying it to artschool at 14years old. It wasn’t about just wanting to rebel, it was thought through, and the urge for wanting to form my own thoughts and ideas and be strong when i need to! (That was how i wanted it to be or how i felt at the time, but of course life is more complicated than proclaiming a core feeling in a moment in time!).
Now i know more than ever, when i look back i understand what influence my father had throughout my life, he studied & spoke about Mary Magdalene, and read poetry of women guided by her energy.
A couple of years ago i enrolled in a mentorship that i was drawn too for other reasons but as i received teachings i realized it was one of the path of the rose, 🌹 and since then, i realized it was not “new” to me, but it had been there throughout my life for many reasons and in many forms all the time. Since it became more consciously present in my life, a lot of synchronicities lead me back to working with this energy. This is only a little fragment of my story…
I am so grateful for this, these insights and this place where i feel i can share this. Thank you 🙏
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Esther P. Francis
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A small part of my Mary story
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