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. 🌹

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This morning's Sacred Petitions was very emotional for me. I enjoy SO MUCH spending time with like-minded women who are all on their own unique journeys. It's special. It's sacred. I wrote this during the session and then after I made a pretty quick watercolor. No judging!! lol. I find painting to be a wonderful way to find my voice that I'm getting back after losing it many years ago. Remind me... I am wilderness I am the storm I am the limit set by the mother I am the hard kernel inside the nut meat. So many masks - the chameleon "Oh! You're interesting," I said as a maiden. "Let's see what pieces I can take from you and put in my broken places. and no, they don't fit perfectly but I'm very adaptable." "You can be whatever you want to be!" I said as a mother and then could never stop detaching. "Come to me," I said as a crone. "I will give you refuge." It took a lifetime to strip the masks, scrub the pigments from my eyes. To realize the sinner and the saint were both just well-rehearsed lies.

If another woman was considering The Magdalene Path class, I would tell her that what surprised me most wasn’t just the teachings themselves. It was the ritual of returning, week after week, to a circle of women all doing their inner work alongside me. The live meditations and discussions opened doors inside me that I couldn’t have opened alone. After six weeks committing to the weekly in person sessions and daily guided reflections provided, I found something I hadn’t expected: a real, embodied ability to pause when my mind is spinning and scan inward before I speak or react. Mary Magdalene’s wisdom became less something I understood with my mind and more something I carry in my body and soul. I am so grateful to this group! 🌹❤️🙏🌈

In sacred petitions while "honoring the spark", today it came up that praying for our self is the hardest thing to do because it doesn't feel "right". This article appeared after and wanted to share (you should be able to read at least 1 medium article without paying a month). Here is to all of us learning to call in what we need. To honor the spark in us. Without judging ourselves or others. So it is. https://iamalexmathers.medium.com/why-your-mission-must-be-shamelessly-selfish-a7e3792e73f9