2019, the year I started learning more about the real Mary Magdalene. Hail and welcome Mary Magdalene.

Someone left a post about sacred orgasms on FB. I though that you may like to see my comment:💖 Aren't the entrances of cathedrals supposed to be vaginas? There are roses above them, aka clitoris? This is the path to God. In "Secret Teachings of Mary Magdalene", by Claire Nahmad, she talks of The Rose of Sharon, aka a giant entrance in the Heavens with a rose at the top. The rose is Mary Magdalene. There's a story in "Hot Chocolate for the Mystical Lovers Soul" it tells of a woman who has cancer, goes out of body, sees a giant vagina in the Sky, enters it, and is healed upon her return to earth.

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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!).

Pg. 124 St. Mary Magdalene The Gnostic Tradition of the Holy Bride "The Lord ascended into repose of the Living Father, but our Lady continues to incarnate among us, moving in the Divine Mother as we also live, move, and have our being in her. From one generation to another, the soul of our Lady is incarnate as a Holy Woman. From Her holy soul there are 7 rays, so that in truth, she appears as 7 women incarnation as the faces of the Holy Bride. From one there are 7, and from 7 there are 7 times 7, so that a matrix of 49 is manifest in the world, such is the Divine Plorema of the Holy Bride. One is the secret center of the Holy Bride, 7 the innermost circle, and the rest radiate out I circles of 7. Thus, she comes as one and many, her Holy soul is among us, laboring to give birth to the 2nd Coming of Christ. So it shall be until her labor comes to fruition. P.S. The Lady in Red is an artistic metaphor for Mary Magdalene and the Libra Russo (red book of love) is a book written in Christs own hand supposedly passed down in Royal Families throughout the ages. Both are depicted in this painting below. From Ashley Cappelletty's Post (She is like the Dali Lama, keeps incarnating, or like Quan Yin, She stayed to help? Not sure what to make of this 😇)