The Night We Remembered Who We Are🌹
Last night we tied red string around our wrists. Not because it was cute. Not because it was symbolic in some abstract spiritual way. Because it felt real. We gathered in reverence of the Marys. And one by one, we told the stories we don’t usually tell out loud. The moments where Mary touched our lives in ways that made no logical sense. The synchronicities that were too precise to ignore. The miracles that felt impossible to explain without sounding unhinged. And the harder part. The part where we wondered if we were crazy.If we made it up.If we were projecting meaning onto random events because we needed something bigger than ourselves to hold onto. There is a particular loneliness in feeling called. Especially when you don’t have language for it yet.Especially when you were raised inside structures that taught you to distrust your own inner voice. Last night, the stories were different — but the thread was the same. 👉One Mary shared her near-death experience. She didn’t “almost die” and come back unchanged. She came back with knowledge. With a clarity she couldn’t unsee. With a remembrance that altered the trajectory of her life. And she carried that knowing alone for years. 👉Another spoke about spontaneous light language rising up through her body in moments of surrender. Not learned. Not practiced. Just emerging. And the fear of telling anyone. The isolation of holding something sacred without confirmation. 👉Others described profound callings that began in the quietest moments — alone in a room, on a walk, in grief, in surrender — when something inside them said, “This is your path.” No applause. No witnesses. No validation. Just the courage to trust it anyway. Every one of them walked that stretch alone first. Every one of them wondered if they were imagining it. And then we sat in a circle and realized… none of us were alone. When one speaks her truth, another feels seen. When one names her experience, another exhales. When one says, “This happened to me,” the room shifts from doubt to recognition.