A Beautiful Story

Long, Long, long time ago, when it was the time of the infection for human beings, and the patriarchal system came into being, the Great Mother begun to cry, thinking oh my children… they will forget about me… my children will be suffering… she cry and cry and cry… and the oceans were created, that is why the oceans are salty waters, just like your tears…

So the Great Father came to her, and said, Woman! You are going to drown all your children if you keep on crying, they will find a way you will see, for they are our children…

She stop crying, but she was crying from within, all the subterraneous rives came into being, all the beautiful springs, and the lakes, and the rivers… the beautiful waterfalls, and with that the beautiful trees, so tall and strong, … the beautiful flowers!

So! She sat by this beautiful tree with strong roots, and the tree embrace her in the same way he knows his roots, he embrace her with so much love because he can understand her, because he know what she was doing, because he was her...

So! She begun to sing, a beautiful song, that make human beings remember where they come from, for human beings knows that their Mother was there, guide them back home, with so much Love! … and all humans begun to heal themselves as they listen, the song was strong and powerful, like a drop of water that can change the shape of the rocks! , like a whispering of Love that make the perfect match with you soul! Like a lullaby that make you recognize the true Love that you are… the Source of everything they begun to remember..

So! the journey begun for the many, following the song within, and the trees and the flowers perpetuate the song, the waters that once were tears perpetuate the beautiful song… the Oceans perpetuate the beautiful song that comes in waves, constant always knowing that there is a place to go…

Human beings embraced the whispering of Love, a remembrance of ancient times, yet new… they remember when there was nothing to hide, … when there was only Love for they are love, they remember freedom, for they have always been free… and Like the Little turtles, that goes back to the ocean, knowing where they are going, following the call, so Human beings … they know the way..

I am you

Magdala