Remembering Source

We remember. It is a new language for us, but ancient to our souls. We remember not through cognition but through whole brain combustion. We recognize it by ecstasy or feeling moved or deep peace that surpasses all understanding. We remember in the dark, in the light, through soul whispers and dreams and connections with the divine that stop us in our tracks. We just know, don't we. The deep feminine traditions return as we make room, permitting them belonging, permitting them to matter. We make room because we must; this massive wave of rising consciousness tells us this is so. The deep feminine traditions surface in the prepared field of our BEINGS. We each have our own precious ways about us because our souls are unique to the composition of the whole. We are dawning, now, now, now. And the heart of the journey to remember Source is a beholding of Home. I want to make room for this Home, everywhere, so Home can feel............at home, that the new race of sacred humanity may recognize itself in each other.

“Is it really so that the one I love is everywhere?”

―Rumi

I believe so, yes.

So much love,

Iris