Only when we as women take down the walls that seperate us will we be able to unite the feminine to heal the world.
There is only one way this planet will be saved - it is up to us, the women who represent the soul of the earth. It is we who are life givers that understand the mysteries of healing such a torn and battered wound that is Mother Earth.
It is through our united feminine strength that the killing will stop, the land will cease to be raped, and Earth will be nourished to flow once more. It is we who will stop the bleeding waters, not with ego or politics or finger pointing, but with careful nurturing and tending of the earth's wounds.
We who believe in and see the miracle of each other will raise the vibration so high that healing will happen in every corner.
And humankind will respond, building bridges of kindness and community towards each other. It is the women of this world who will inspire us to think as one and give up our seperateness. For women of this time see the oneness of us all. We know we cannot heal until we become one Spirit, until we lose our seperateness from one another.
So every chance you get, women lightworkers of this planet, UNITE and know each other as a reflection of yourself. Gather and let the energy rise. Do not seperate yourselves by looks or shape or age or society's rules of you. See the divine goddess in every woman you meet and know her as a kindred soul, someone who is simply you in a different package.
Stop looking in the mirror for the inherent beauty you have had inside you from the beginning of time itself. Instead light the flame of true beauty inside your soul and let it flow outward like a growing flame that becomes so warm and bright that you will see its glow reflected in others' eyes. Look for that same flame in every woman you meet; kindle the fire within your sisters of joy until you see their soul light up as bright as your own.
Then move on, sisters, down the line. This is your mission and nothing else for when it is ready there will be nothing else to do but watch the healing begin.
And men will praise you or hate you but it matters not which for you will have done what you have come to do.
Rose O.
