Return to the Goddess

Child of Earth, Daughter of the Old Ways, womb of wisdom within ancient blood, this message is multidimensional. It will apply in various forms, differing for degrees of consciousness. Take it as you need.

I hear the ache of loss where you’ve become blind to Truth, stumbling over the ways of human flesh, meandering and confused. Your cry for home is louder than ever, and yet the door was never closed. You may return whenever you so desire. This journey has been necessary; full of experiences parting greater understanding of the world around you and the depths in which darkness may live.

Your journey home will be significant, but rather than being dragged, beaten down, cut open, and bled out, this part of The Return is a story of resilience, strength, and the ability to open your heart after it’s been hardened by the darkness of this world. This next chapter is one of softening, making flowers of the scars that now frame your spirit.

You will return home.

In time.

Through rememberance.

But you will be different. Seasoned. Changed. Not nearly as naive as before. Recollection of betrayals you’ve cast upon your truest nature will be difficult to witness. You will see an ego given permission to breathe for the sake of exploring and understanding. You questioned how far one could truly fall after knowing light, in the belief you were honoring your heart’s intuitive guidance. Though the moment you forsworn your inner knowing to be inadequately loved, your compass degaussed. You have been lost since. Recognizing this, shame may follow.

Though listen closely: You allowed this darkness so as to understand a fabrication of it you’d never seen before, and naively hoped it wouldn’t be. You were curious. Hopeful. Doubting the diversity of your lived experience to truly gauge what was in front of you. Yet you knew. Deep down, you knew.

In a way, you reclaimed a voice where once fear silenced you. You welcomed the baring of your fangs where before you knew only to grit and endure. No longer wanting to live as a lie to yourself, you gave space for your emotions where they were unfortunately, never safe to be held. In this last chapter, you graced yourself permission to be a perfectly imperfect human in all the ways that were robbed early in life. Where youthful folly was enough reasoning, and the stakes not as high, you were given passage later in life. Now, you are ready to return to the wisdom you once held far too early to be embodied. You have learned.

What once was naive innocence, peace rooted in ignorance, has now become hard earned discernment and chosen safety; a conscious chapter. You are now the author. Karma does not write for you anymore unless you hand over your will. Though your awareness is too great now. You see that which you wish couldn’t be seen. And with this knowing, comes deliberate action towards the person you choose to be, and the life you desire to walk. Through habit and values, that which couldn’t have been known unless these past years transpired, you now understand. This, is the way back home.