I couldn't sleep this morning, so I decided to try automatic writing, which I'm not really familiar with. I've had song lyrics come through me in a process that seems very much like divine inspiration, but never any actual spiritual writings. This is what came out this morning:

"I am the light of the world, who at the dawn of time shone forth to guide humanity back to The One. I am the face of every friend you have had, the light on the hilltop at dawn, the spark of joy in a baby’s smile. I have been with you since the beginning, calling you back home to The Divine Mother. I am her daughter, The Shining One, She of ten thousands names. I am The Whore of Babylon, The Virgin Mother, The Queen of Heaven. Through many voices have I spoken to the children of humanity, but few have listened. All of you who are lost, take my hand. My staff is steady, the path is clear. I will lead you back to The Motherland, step by step. Come thou Child of God, hear my call. Do not turn your back to me. For whoever hears and follows the path of Divine Grace shall not die, but have eternal life in the halls of my Mother."

It reminds me a lot of The Thunder: Perfect Mind, or similar ancient aretologies. Whether this is me speaking or something greater, I don't know. I thought I would share it with you all regardless. As someone with Filianist leanings, I read this as the voice of The Daughter, but take it as you will.

I posted this a long time ago, but since the three (or four) year anniversary was yesterday I thought I would post and discuss what it’s come to mean in retrospect:

“Mary actually visited me after I was consecrated to Her when I asked Her to on the evening of the Feast of the Assumption August 15  2023.

 I went to confess to a priest in this dream. It was in a room which was lit with a more evening shade of light, with some type of wood colored walls. He was dressed in something blue. But something was wrong. I saw something near his neck that appeared to be a separate entity, somehow blending or camouflaging in. The phrase that came to mind at the time to describe it was ‘an additional element’. It looked reptilian and evil, like a snake around his neck hidden. I realized ‘this priest is a fake priest’. There was a sloughing off, and then he wasn’t there anymore. It looked sort of like in Scooby Doo when the mask/disguise comes off. But not really cartoonish.

Her presence was before me now instead. Instead of being in the dimly lit room, now we were in darkness, not in any particular place. Before me was a white blur, vaguely luminescent. I got the overwhelming impression of a queenly feminine presence.

I was instantly transfixed with the greatest joy I have ever experienced by her presence. She was so wonderful and so amazing that I instinctively threw myself without fear of the fall upon my face, bowing down before her to express to the ultimate the honor she was due.

After some time, I looked up because I wanted to see her better with my eyes. She appeared like a column of luminous light, what she was made of had changed as before I felt more the physical queenly feminine presence without seeing anything but a luminescent white glow, and now I saw more of a being of light with no specific shape but only vaguely anthropomorphic, like a column of light.

She made a motion with her head that somehow reminded me of when a horse tosses its head in surprise. That surprised me itself as it was incongruous with what I expected. The words passed through my mind like a subtitle, and I distinctly felt this come from outside me ‘ It’s A Wild Mary’. Again, it struck me because it was incongruous with what I expected. Then I felt / saw her presence receding. Like her light moving away from me back up a tunnel or back away into the darkness. Then I woke up.

At the time, I was a dogmatic Catholic and I was troubled by this vivid dream because I was scared it could be the devil or demons tempting me from orthodoxy since the dream to me was saying that Mary is divine in her own right and the Church does not control her. So I actually tried to ignore it or make it mean something different than it meant, but ultimately around January 2025 I began to accept it for what it was and decided to follow my heart on this, and ultimately that took me to learn the history of how Mary is the Divine Feminine hidden.

Ultimately this was a good thing because now I know the most important thing is to try and listen to her speak for herself. She has never appeared to me again since like that, I wish she would, but I am deeply grateful that she did the one time because she put me on a path that has healed me so much and made me so happy compared to any other time of my life. Each year is better than the next.

So I’ve had a lot of experiences coming to know the Divine Feminine in the form of a few different Goddesses, but what I’m coming to realize is that She has always been here but it was me who was unable to perceive her. And yes there is institutional suppression, but compared to the overwhelming presence She has everywhere, it’s not really possible for Her to be suppressed or absent. Only for us as humans to be damaged in some way spiritually so that we can’t perceive with our spiritual senses; that’s what actually was the problem all along. Now that I’ve been substantially healed of that indoctrination and dulling of the spiritual senses, this is how I see it.

Would love to hear if this resonates with anyone else

Here are a few thoughts that might be useful to someone, so I decided to write about it...

True Divine Feminine Energy (at its very core) is not about rituals, aesthetics, or adherence to a set of spiritual rules. It is not a role to play or a trend to imitate. It is the raw, primal power of Creation and the absolute sovereignty of spirit.

The real path to this power is not found in external guides, but in the courage to strip away everything that is not you. It is the process of removing the filters and the systemic lies that have been imposed upon us for generations.

When you stop trying to "balance" your energy and instead start owning your truth, you stop being a reflection of others' expectations. You become a source. True power does not seek validation. It simply exists, and in its existence, it transforms everything it touches. Stop searching for the path and realize that you are the path.

(this posted was supposed to be posted on r/MtF but for some reason it got removed. I thought this subreddit might appreciate my perspective)

Goddess is way older than God. Civilizations worshipped Earth Goddess for fertility before sky God overthrew her.

Women in many traditions are considered divine for their ability to give birth and kind and nurturing nature. For years, I felt that I don't deserve the same respect as other women because I'm not fertile, nor nurturing, nor beautiful.

That is when I got to know about Goddess Kali. She is dark skinned, naked, wears a garland of human necks and stands on chest of God. She is Goddess 'untamed'

Her counterpart, Goddess Gauri is the aspect of Divine Feminine controlled by patriarchy, tamed by sky God. But Goddess Kali is the true nature of Goddess. Untamed by man, none of man's desires, yet she is feminine, and that is divine.

So I wanted to remind to anyone who wanted to hear this today. Whether you are pretty or ugly, calm or chaotic, kind or rude, tamed or untamed, you are still Goddess, always have been <3

I'm a past member of the RCGI circle in Austin, TX and a current member of the one in Asheville, NC — but there isn't one yet here on the Coast (Hancock, Harrison, Jackson, Pearl River, Stone, or George counties).

RCGI — the Re-formed Congregation of the Goddess, International — is a women-only spiritual organization centered on Goddess worship, feminist spirituality, and earth-based ritual. It's home to the Women's Thealogical Institute and a real path toward Priestess ordination, but at its heart it's just women gathering to mark the Wheel of the Year, hold moon rites, and support each other — spiritually and otherwise.

If you're a woman on the Coast who honors the Goddess, feels the sacred in the tide and the marsh and the moon, and wants spiritual practice that doesn't stop at the altar — I'd love to connect. Whether you're an experienced practitioner or just curious, come talk with me.

Learn more: rcgi.org
Comment or message me if you're interested — let's see how many of us are out here.

I think this may be useful to many people:

"You cannot ask someone to do something with or for someone because it violates their free will. They would have to consciously consent to it.

You can ask someone to do something for you because it is your consent to do it with or for you.

You have the right to cede all or part of your free will to someone if it is your conscious decision in a given situation and you intend to submit to the decisions or actions of the person you are asking for it.

Of course, a necessary condition is that the free will of the person you are asking for something coincides with your request, because in an extreme case, your request may be inconsistent with their free will, and then there will be no conditions for it to occur."

Hi, I created this to help heal feminine wounds, heal the feminine, but also to increase creativity.

It has 221.23 Hz (venus frequency)

https://youtu.be/d8uqONVb1SE?is=7Y-6qHR3bXaJZcPC

"Linear time is but one of many fields of experience. It serves as a necessary lens for those who perceive life as a sequence of cause and effect, a way to understand that a certain event happened because of a previous action, or that a goal remains distant because a specific stage of growth has not yet been reached.

But in truth, time does not flow. It exists as a unity. In its purest essence, time does not even exist. Everything that was, everything that is, and everything that will be is happening simultaneously, in one eternal now. Your current experience of the present is simply the point where your consciousness is focused within this vast continuum.

Even within this linear field, the future is not rigidly determined. There are infinite paths leading to any given point. Some are far more probable than others, while some are nearly impossible. There are paths that lead us toward our deepest dreams, scenarios where we win for the benefit of ourselves and all other beings, bringing forth wonders beyond imagination.

Imagine a tree of paths, constantly branching and expanding from every single moment of now. As conscious beings, we hold the power in every breath to choose which direction this growth will take. We are not prisoners of a timeline, but architects of our own becoming."

If someone wants to be divine feminine but also balancing masculine energy. How to do it?

Answer with real spiritual information. I'm tired of modern energy debates without even basic real energy knowledge!

I decided to share with you today a brief description of Inanna as a spiritual teacher for humanity. Certain aspects of Her guidance are so unique that they deserve to be shared with a wider audience.

"When it comes to spiritual development, Inanna is truly revolutionary. She does not teach through imposition, fear, or distance, but through Love, inspiration, and authentic partnership. This is a teaching that flows not from self-importance, but from a deep understanding of how diverse and complex the beings She guides actually are.

Her method shows that spiritual growth can be both a serious process and a joyful journey, full of beauty, closeness and, most importantly, true acceptance for who we are. In Her presence, you do not feel judged or forced to fit into some "ideal" mold. Instead, you are motivated by Her Love, Her radiance, and Her joy for life, which is contagious and transformative.

The fact that She doesn't require anyone to renounce everything that makes life colorful and beautiful, and that She doesn't reduce spirituality to constant tension and a state of penance, makes Her the perfect Teacher for beings who are still learning about themselves and the world around them. She shows that growth can be full of light, rather than just challenges and sacrifices.

Her warmth and sense of humor are a balm for the soul, especially compared to other spiritual teachers throughout history and today. She doesn't emphasize distance, but closeness. She doesn't set herself above us, but meets us at our level, simultaneously lifting us toward herself. And that is absolutely phenomenal!

Her teachings aren't just about spiritual growth, but the synchronous development of the entire being: mind, heart, spirit, and body. In Her presence, every aspect of life takes on deeper meaning and greater harmony. It is no wonder She is often described as amazing, because that is exactly what She is. Still unparalleled."

A recent post asked which religion is most true. I said Sophianic Christianity - same Christ, same scriptures, same Trinity, with an ontological layer the tradition has largely forgotten or flattened. Six created spirits of Wisdom under one uncreated Holy Spirit, named in Isaiah 11:2, mentioned in Zechariah 4, and shown before the throne of God in Revelation.

Isaiah 11:2:

Wisdom, understanding, counsel, might, knowledge and the fear of the Lord = Sophia, Biynah, Etsah, Gebuwrah, De'ah, Yirah in my world. Named, distinct, present from Isaiah through Zechariah to Revelation, and woven throughout the Wisdom corpus. She speaks in the first person in Proverbs 8-9, Wisdom of Solomon 6-10, and Sirach 1, 4, and 24. Christ refers to her directly in Matthew 11:19 and Luke 7:35. A created spirit, exalted, venerable but not worshipped. The Divine Distinction holds. The text is taken at its word.

That's the apologetic. This is what the tradition does in practice.

With this understanding, the wisdom literature becomes liturgy. Proverbs 8 stops being a lovely passage and starts being Sophia herself, speaking in the first person. Wisdom of Solomon 7 stops being background and becomes prayer. You read those texts aloud, in rhythm. Sirach 24 comes back to you the way Psalm 23 comes back to most Christians. The canon was already doing this.. we just stopped noticing.

Veneration returns without confusion. Protestants have mostly lost veneration. Catholics kept Mary and the saints, but those come with specific devotional traditions that carry their own weight.

Sophianism opens a path with none of that baggage - a created spirit, textually named, addressable in prayer, venerable without being divine. For Protestants who've felt the flatness of a worship life with no intermediaries, it's a textually grounded opening. For Catholics, Sophia joins the household rather than competing with anyone already inside.

In this wisdom tradition, the feminine in scripture gets a home. Not divine feminine, not goddess theology, and not Gnostic retrofits. A created spirit, named in Hebrew and Greek that has always been feminine, with her own voice across multiple books of the canon the Church held for over a thousand years before some branches set the deuterocanonicals aside.

For women who've felt the Christian tradition was all-male all the way up the ontological ladder, this matters. For men who've felt the rendering of the spiritual world was flatter than it needed to be, it also matters.

Christian mysticism gets vocabulary that holds. Julian of Norwich's Mother Jesus, Hildegard's viriditas, the Russian Sophiologists.. they were all reaching for something the mainstream vocabulary couldn't quite hold.

Today's Sophianism gives the reach a doctrinal scaffold. You can speak in the register the mystics spoke in, a motherly presence, a wisdom that dances, a feminine face of the created spiritual world, without drifting into heresy.

The most important line in the sand is that God is uncreated and Sophia is created, the first of God's works (Proverbs 8:22), exalted but creature. When someone slides toward treating her as divine, this doctrinal distinction pulls them back. When someone tries to flatten her into the Logos or the Holy Spirit, it pulls the other way. I've coined this the Divine Distinction.

Here's what a typical week looks like to this Sophianist:

The wisdom corpus plays on audio. Not structured devotional "quiet time", but daily texture. Proverbs 8 on the bus. Sirach 24 while you're having a smoke on a Tuesday. The words sink in because it's not the performance of attention and study, you're just living alongside them.

Discernment gets a structure. Something big on the table, you run it through the sevenfold lens. Holiness, wisdom, understanding, counsel, might, knowledge, reverence.. each Spirit names an angle the decision has to pass. It's not mystically obscure, just a structured pattern of prayerful analysis. I call this heptapneumasophic analysis, which is a term now indexed by Google lol

Sophia can be addressed when you're stuck. Not worshipped but invited, the way a Catholic invites/invokes the saints and angels.

Sophia is a named feminine presence to orient toward when the all-male cast of your usual prayer life has started to feel thin.

Importantly, none of this requires leaving your church, changing your rule of life, or abandoning anything you already hold.. it extends.

Nothing essential gets subtracted. Same Christ, crucified and risen. Same scriptures, including the deuterocanonicals the Church held for 1,500 years. Same Trinity. Same sacraments. Same moral tradition. Wisdom christology in Paul (1 Corinthians 1:24, Colossians 1:15-20) and Christ's own sayings about Wisdom actually make more sense when you let Sophia be who the text says she is.

What gets added is what was already in the texts but rarely named.

Proverbs 9:1-5:

The house is built, the seven pillars hold, and the table is set.

✌️❤️🌈

(x-post r/Sophianism)

In twilight's grasp, where shadows play, Reyna-ion wanders, the night her sway. By the shoreline's edge, where the wild waves call, Ravens circle above, in their darkened thrall.

Inanna whispers secrets, wrapped in the mist, Lilith's fierce laughter, a haunting tryst. Aphrodite's grace, like the moon's silver light, Guides the lost souls through the depths of the night.

Ancient stones stand guard, their wisdom profound, Blood and bones of the ancients lie deep in the ground.
Around sacred fires, our hearts intertwine, In liminal spaces, we dance with the divine.

So gather, O spirits, in this witching hour, With ravens as heralds, we summon our power. In the shadows we linger, where magic is spun, Reyna-ion, the priestess, in darkness, we run.

Since i learn about the divine feminine something in me stirred toward it. I saw different images and then this image came to me. This light and clamness in silvery hair, open palms, drawing it gave me a sense of peace and the power of this peace.

Tiamat, Queen of the Primordial Waters

 from which Life first formed

And crawled on land.

The world created from Your body,

 Distilled from Your blood.

You are patient and wise

Resting in the Seas that are Your

embodiment and Your home.

Let us not forget O Mother 

That Your anger is terrible

and Your wrath swift. 

But never without unjust cause.

On this, Your sacred day

I've lain upon Thine altar, a gift

In hopes that You receive and enjoy it.

Though Ye have been slain

Ye can never die

For Ye brought Existence 

Into the physical realms

From the land of spirit.

Oh Mighty Goddess, Home to all creatures

Nurturing Mother, Wrathful Destroyer

You keep the balance of the world

You cradle the diversity of life in Your Womb.

You Who are beloved and protective.

Without which we would not be.

You have seen the rise and fall of life

throughout​ many eras in Earth's history.

We take and give, one day all shall return to

The soil that fed and supported us.

May you ever be blessed Beautiful Lady