Background info and prompt is in the classroom now. The Bone Mother. She is not for the faint of heart, or those who fear the Divine Feminine. Her presence comes in like cold wind over old earth — ancient, unadorned truth.There is no softness here, and yet no malice. She is older than mercy… because she is the reason mercy exists. She is not a goddess built on the earth —she is the earth’s oldest memory made flesh. Not soil, not stone, not forest… but the bones beneath all of it. The strata. The bedrock. The first layer laid down when the world cooled and sighed its first breath. She is terrifying only in the way truth without cushioning can be terrifying.Not cruel.Not dark.Simply… fundamental. She carries the vibration of things that existed before softness,before life learned to bloom,before the planet grew her green cloak and her blue arteries. The Bone Mother belongs to the realm of: - Primordial guardianship - Endurance across epochs - Earth-memory older than myth - The spine of the world Where other archetypes speak in metaphor, she speaks in geology. Where others offer guidance, she offers reckoning. Where others uplift, she reveals what endures after everything unnecessary has been stripped away. But beneath her fierce presence is something extraordinarily tender...not warm, but reverent. Like a mountain bowing, like an ancient tree recognizing a seed. Here is what she whispers to me — slowly, like stone remembering it was once a mountain: Message of The Bone Mother “Child of breath and marrow, do not fear what is old within you. "I am the keeper of endings that protect beginnings. I am the one who strips illusion from the soul, not to wound you — but to free you from what cannot follow you forward. Your bones remember truths your mind has forgotten. Sit with them. Listen. The scaffolding of your becoming is ancient. I am not death.

Gaia Mother Earth Tailtiu' She gives to us so generously She gives to us all equally She gives to us the abundance of her body. Gaia Mother Earth Taitiu' You do not need us But oh how each of us truly need you. On this Gratitude Day, I give thanks to you. And to all my relations on your body, May we each remember your blessing to us and your eternal whisper: "May you never hunger. May you never thirst." And so it is. Amen, Awomen, All-Life! Bright Blessings, Kisma

November 19, 2025 *Interested in working with the prompt, meditating, communing and opening your soul to the Divine Feminine? Go here for the prompt. This week I am sharing only one image. I truly realize that many of you in my community are not aligned with the Divine Feminine or Goddess energy and I had to sit with that as the Goddess Community and Women Spirituality Circles have been my focus since 1978. So, it's been an interesting observation. Am I worried about it? Absolutely not. Will I still go forward with the "Special Something" I mentioned a few weeks ago regarding those of you who have truly participated each week? Absolutely. We'll look at the "Special Something" in January AFTER this 12 week journey has ended. Ok so, this week I got lost in this energy! Here's the notes from my journal: This one carries ancient breath. This one pulls be down deep. This one I shall walk beside for quite some time I believe. My visualization journey: The Keeper of the Hidden Seed steps forward like a memory older than light ... not a goddess of the heavens, but of the deep loam beneath them. Her presence is quiet, but it vibrates with creation’s pulse. She does not once raise her eyes to look in mine... her total focus is on the seed she cups in the palm of her hands. When she whispers, I actually feel a little surprised and I think I might have physically jumped. She said: “Not all that is sacred blooms in sight.Some miracles choose the dark ... to dream, to gather, to remember what they are.I am the Keeper of that dreaming.The ember you hold in your hand is not yet a flame,but it is alive and it waits for your breath.” Her energy feels like the stillness before spring, that moment when the seed knows it must trust the soil. I feel She teaches that hiddenness is not absence, but incubation and this leaves me with something to further mediate on. I believe Divine energy is not external but an intimate part of our being... my being, which I do tend to guard, which makes me wonder why I opened up and brought Goddess into unknown waters? Because

We begin our Goddess Archetypes Weekly Prompt by tuning into the deep mystery of the season. This week, as the veil between the worlds is transiting toward its thinnest, we connect with an ancient figure of fate and wisdom: The Weaver of the Cosmic Veil. If you haven't already gone into the CLASSROOM please be sure to do that to educate yourself on what this new part of our community is about by reading: 💖 The Goddess Archetypes - START HERE This is your invitation to call forth the feminine energy that holds the secrets of destiny, memory, and the intricate, glittering pattern of the cosmos. Share your 1-3 images (if generated by different AI apps) and your message here. "Great Goddess, Weaver of the Cosmic Veil, Weaver of Worlds, reveal what I need to see. May this art be a mirror of the sacred within me."

As a writer, this Goddess Archetype holds special significance for me. I see her as "She Who Reads the Light Within the Shadows. For me she is the essence of the Akasha and dwells in the silent chambers between worlds in the inner library ~ Akashic Records ~ where memory becomes wisdom and experience turns to gold. She is neither past nor future, but the eternal witness of all you have ever been. Her eyes are deep wells of remembering; her touch awakens the codes of truth sleeping in your soul. In creating this prompt, I used the symbol of an open book made of starlight, its pages turning in a wind that breathes from within. Upon each page, glowing script forms and dissolves — the language of the unseen. (Get the prompt here.) The Akashic Records is the Element Ether — the fifth element, the subtle current connecting all realms of knowing. Here is the Sacred Message she spoke to me: Beloved Seeker, Do not look beyond the horizon for your story; it is written beneath your skin. Every question you ask has already been answered in the quiet folds of your being. When you sit in stillness, the Records open — not as distant halls of knowledge, but as whispers in your heart. Trust what you feel. Trust what you know. Your life itself is the library. I share an Invocation to her that flowed out during my ritual and I give it to you to explore and experience it as you wish, or not at all: “Keeper of the Akasha, open the doors of my remembrance. Let my heart be the scroll, my breath the ink, my presence the key. May I read with grace and write anew the next chapter of my becoming. And so it is." So, this one really affected me and I was inspired to create 3 journal prompts, after all she IS the Silent Library Keeper, so I feel as if my 22 books are on those shelves. :) If you choose one or write on all three, truly I would just love to read your truth, and invite you to post them.