15/04/2025
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The Forgotten Christ: Mary Magdalene & The Return of The Divine Feminine đšđđ
You were never meant to forget her.
But you did.
Not because you were foolish.
But because you were taught to forget.
The world was not ready for Mary Magdalene.
She was not the woman you were told she was.
She was not a pr******te.
She was not just a follower.
She was not just the crying woman at the tomb.
She was the other half of the Christ frequency.
In the world of Yeshua, Mary was not beneath himâshe was beside him.
She wasnât saved by himâshe walked with him.
She was the one he whispered the unspoken truths to.
Because she could hold them. Energetically. Spiritually.
She could hold him.
If Yeshua was the embodiment of awakened masculine energyâŚ
Mary Magdalene was the sacred feminine in form.
A high priestess of the rose.
A keeper of the Goddess mysteries.
Not the domesticated feminine that patriarchy can tolerate.
The wild, erotic, fierce, compassionate, deep-feeling, intuitive, knowing feminine that remembers.
And thatâs why she was erased.
Because a woman in her full power is terrifyingâ
especially when she walks next to a man who doesnât try to control her.
Mary wasnât erased because she wasnât important.
She was erased because she was too important.
Too real. Too threatening.
Especially to a patriarchal society ruled by men.
She shattered the lie that power belongs only to the masculine.
But hereâs the thing: truth can be buried, but never destroyed.
And now, sheâs resurfacing.
And now, she has reclaimed her crown.
Not just as a figure from a rewritten gospel.
Sheâs resurfacing in you.
She comes back when you rage against being silenced.
When you ache for intimacy that meets your soul.
When your soul remembers what your mind forgot.
When you stop apologizing for your wisdom, your knowing, your tears.
Mary Magdaleneâs story was never about history.
Itâs about remembrance.
Remembrance of the divine feminine Christ that lives in youâ
The part that was cast out so you could survive a world that didnât know how to hold her.
She doesnât want worship.
She wants embodiment.
She wants unconditional loveâŚ
She wants to live againâthrough you.
You donât have to believe this version.
But ask yourselfâwhy does it awaken something in you?
Why do your cells shiver when you hear her name?
Why do your eyes fill with tears when you imagine her forgotten?
Itâs because you remember, too.
Mary is not just returning.
She never left.
You did.
Now you are ready to return to her.
And when you do,
she wonât ask where youâve been.
Sheâll say, âFinally⌠you remember.
