Crossing the Bridge

Oracle Cards: 

✨Sky Bridge: The Shaman's Dream Oracle by Alberto Villoldo & Colette Baron-Reid

🌀The Power of Purpose: Oracle of the 7 Energies by Colette Baron-Reid

✨Selkie: The Healing Waters Oracle by Rebecca Campbell

🌀She Loves: Journey of Love Oracle by Alana Fairchild

Last September I booked a spur of the moment trip to Scotland, a tour of Sacred sites hosted by the incomparable best-selling author and scholar, Kathleen McGowan, a woman of profound magic and wisdom, and to whom I am deeply grateful.  Little did I know then that Sacred Travel would become an integral part of my life.  A few days after returning from an extraordinary trip to Egypt with Kathleen, I signed up for a journey to France.  Ten days in the south of France, deep in Cathar country, immersed in reverence for the Divine Feminine and the Way of Love, reawakening a legacy within my soul of which I could not have known the depth.  Past and present are interwoven there, my Soul’s DNA activated by a deep sense of place, of belonging.  

I have never quite felt at home.  My entire life I have had a feeling of being slightly out of place, of not quite fitting in.  As I walked across a centuries old stone bridge in Minerve, the sight of a 13th century slaughter of the Cathar people at the hands of a Pope and a Church bent on absolute rule, in an unthinkable violence perpetrated by those who saw loving community as a threat to the Church’s authority, something deep within me stirred.  Given a choice to renounce their way of life, a way based on their beliefs in the teachings of Jesus and Mary Magdalene, a way of equality, harmony, sacred union, and Love, or be put to death by fire, the Cathars chose integrity, and were sacrificed to the pyre.  Looking down into the gorge where those brave souls perished, I felt an acute sense of belonging.  I knew that this was once my spiritual home, a place I chose to die for rather than deny its existence.  A piece of my soul’s puzzle returned to its place - I had a Knowing of Home.  

I have felt energized the past few days, carrying the energy of France with me as I re-entered my daily life, made easier for me to manage when work tasks occupy my mind.  Yet this gray and somber Saturday morning, I think of Mary Magdalene on her feast day, and reflect on her perseverance.  Even before I knew the truth of her, which is not the vilified version I was taught in Catholic school, I was living a life modeled after her example of overcoming grief, sorrow, and the bereft loneliness of being without her Beloved, yet living her purpose.  The isolation of my life here taunts me again today.  

There are many days I feel like a six year old with whom the other kids don’t want to play, so I dream and soul travel and create my own world where I am cherished and loved, where my presence is essential.  I realize I have been doing that my entire life, seeking Home.  In the infinite elegance of the Divine, today’s oracle cards inspire me further to speak my soul story - as above, so below.  She loves.  She shapeshifts from human woman executing tasks efficiently to a weightless sea creature exploring the depths where others dare not go.  My purpose is Union - within myself, with my Beloved, between masculine and feminine, between heaven and earth.  I choose to accompany that little one, passed over again and again, walking with determination to a possibility not yet manifest, existing in this moment only in the truth of my soul.  Our Holy Lady’s perseverance is encoded in my soul’s DNA.  My prayer is that I too will be reunited with the one who is my heart.  So mote it be.