This morning i was talking with my friend D'vorah.
About how she knows that the way she turns up in her daily life is her prayer to the world. About how sincerity combined with gratitude is the antidote to the overculture. We talked about our work, our families, our revelations and flat air mattresses.
And while we were talking i stumbled on this truth which felt like an oracular pronouncement;
"Our wounding around our flesh and blood mothers is calling the Divine Feminine into the World."
By that i mean that we seek mother love - that sense of being accepted of being held and treasured as an innate need. Some of us get it from our flesh and blood mothers. Some of us don't.
If we don't get it we never extinguish our hunger for it. We may suppress it. We may carry that wound like a placard in front of us. We may look to soothe the ache of it in all the wrong places, but we always yearn to have that filled.
My deepest knowing in the moment that it came out of my heart and into the world was that those of us who carry that ache and are brave enough, begin to seek.
We look for that all encompassing acceptance and love, that deep well of tenderness that calls to the very best of us. We seek out the experience of being acknowledged as enough, whole complete and yet so burgeoning with worthiness that the world needs to see us.
In short we yearn to be seen for the truth of ourselves.
And that yearning, that seeking that opening up bravely to find that which is succor for that wound, is only satisfied by She. By the Divine Feminine. The Great Mother.
Llewellyn Vaughn Lee says
"The mystery of the divine feminine speaks to us from within her creation. She is not a distant god in heaven, but a presence that is here with us, needing our response. She is the divine returning to claim her creation, the real wonder of what it means to be alive. We have forgotten her, just as we have forgotten so much of what is sacred, and yet she is always part of us. But now she needs to be known again, not just as a myth, as a spiritual image, but as something that belongs to the blood and the breath. She can awaken us to an expectancy in the air, to an ancient memory coming alive in a new way. She can help us to give birth to the divine that is within us, to the oneness that is all around us. She can help us to remember our real nature."
© 2007 The Golden Sufi Center
By calling forth the anguish of longing from our experience and seeking out that which is a balm to our hearts we call her into being. We balance our world.
And "by our wounds we are healed".