Marianna was whisked into a whirlpool of energy and not taken down but taken up and up and up until the energy rested and stopped. She found herself atop the clouds with a beautiful woman standing right beside her. She looked closely at the woman beside her and noted the serene face, the graceful ways, the beautiful blue robe, and the palest of blues. She knew instantly that this apparition was Mother Mary, she felt calmed by her presence. She honestly didn’t know what this part of the Labyrinth would be about and she felt honoured that this most Divine Being had joined her.
Mother Mary smiled at Marianna, took her by the hand and led her up the steps of what looked like a fairy tale castle. It was crystalline in texture and although you could see through it, it was solid. They climbed the stairs together. When they arrived at the top they entered into the central hall of the castle. Romanesque archways were solid and imposing. Marble and alabaster was the fabulous texture and fabric of this place. They seemed to float forward and there, in the centre of this hall, was a wonderful huge flame, which reached up to the sky. Pale blue in colour and yet surrounded by a milky white aura. This flame was strong and pure.
Marianna was fascinated as she noted a stairway at the side and she was being instructed to climb up and into the flame.
She stood in the flame with some trepidation and felt a lot of negativity being burned from her in fact she saw lots of little ‘slings and arrows’ being sucked away. She looked below and almost felt that she was becoming a tree as the most amazing roots seemed to extending down from her feet, down and down they went until she could see a Goddess of gargantuan proportions grabbing them and installing them in her earthy pulsating heart. That just had to be Mother Earth.
She then became aware that above her hair a halo had appeared, it looked like a gas burner with all its little flames burning. Each flame was cleared and cleaned, then the flames became stronger and stronger going up and up until they reached a point where they formed one huge flame and connector of Light.
She felt strung out. Anchored and yet stretched to this connector of Light as it plugged itself in to a huge Source of energy that was swirling far above in the Universe. From the great connection above to the earth connection below, she could count 12 orbs like opalescent pearls shining and spinning. She would call them her pearls of wisdom because in each centre there was a control and command module. She smiled to herself; each one looked like an individual magnificent planet in its own right.
As the planets spun faster and faster she saw some ‘dark stuff’ flying out from them and in the distance she saw Archangel Michael, most High, bedecked in his robes, with what looked like a vacuum cleaner simply sucking the debris up and taking it away through mighty golden doors that always slammed shut behind him until he emerged once again for the next load. Wow, were her ‘pearls of wisdom’ so dirty? It seemed so.
She was enjoying this however now she was being invited by some of the beautiful blue angels of Love to call forth the Light, the White Christ Consciousness Light to be specific and bring it down from the Source of this Light into her auric halo and then down into her physical brain. On arrival there, it turned from a mighty laser beam of Light into a high-powered jet hose, which began to come up and down the corridors of her brain with alacrity, blasting stuff out into her auric energy field. The strength of this knew no bounds and she could feel releases and triggers going off here and there as some entrenched tramlines of old thinking were released from her mind.
Oh dear, she hoped that this wasn’t getting all too complicated for her. Now the mood changed, she was taken in to a beautiful big house. There was a man there. Quite happy looking, in control and yet there was a sadness too. There was a thermometer like device right beside him and the red energy within it was glowing at 70 %.
The Angels of Love flocked in and advised her to let the pressure out of the base of this device so that his energy came down to a resting point of 50% As this happened I watched this guy relax, visibly less stressed, he was not the leader he said, he must work in tandem with the right side of the brain, in harmony with the feminine who is linked to the heart and the heart and soul must lead.
He would be delighted to be the backup, the instrument that would make it all happen however he did not want the stress of being in thinking and solution- oriented pose all the time. The left brain dweller, the inner masculine energy, sighed a sigh of great relief as he let go and could send a hand out to take the hand of the Divine Feminine but hang on a moment she wasn’t there, suddenly Marianna was whisked to the right side of the brain and once again this high force of cleansing energy cleaned the right brain. Stuff fired out into the auric field and again Michael was there to hoover it up and take it away, then the road to the beautiful house of the Divine Feminine appeared, delightfully decorated and cosy, this house was very feminine and there she was Marianna’s inner Divine Feminine. Not really glowing at all, her radiance and vigour was like a gas fire on a low setting, the Light was out, the fire, passion, power and purpose dampened.
Looking at the thermometer beside her it could be seen that the red energy field inside was down at 30%. Where the masculine had been well up, she, accordingly, was down. Her creativity was all dried up, her inner beauty not loved or appreciated; she held resentment because of the way she had been treated for aeons.
Not visible, not recognised, not deemed good enough or worthy of the best career or job. How long had this been trapped within? This antagonism toward the male of the species who had so heartlessly cast aside all the compassion, the love, and the forgiving nourishment she had to offer. They must have been so fearful of the power of woman to desire to dominate and destroy it so much.
As tears fell she could feel the flow of compassion and understanding flow and restore her. She sang the sound of her heart into this red energy and forced it up the glass vial until it reached 50%. In her inner house these two energies would work hand in hand, heart in heart, soul with soul to create an amazing harmony and there would be nothing that they could not and would not achieve together in balance. What was achieved within would certainly come to be achieved on the outward experience, fulfilling her infinite potential at last.
Marianna felt a sigh of relief as this balance came in to play. She knew in her heart that this was probably the first of a few rituals like this that she would undergo to restore the original blueprint of Mother/Father Gods Divine Plan. Blessed be.
She sounded and sounded her heart’s song, the sound of ‘AH’, the sound of the voice of the Magdalenes soared out into the vastness that is Chartres.
“My voice shall be heard again, the love that goes beyond all understanding shall return”.
Whoosh and Marianna was back, standing, shaking slightly, still half in an altered state of awareness. She began to move, she was aware she had been making sound and looked around to make sure that no one had heard however one or two tourists were smiling at her and nodding as if they had understood this, the call of the MAGDALENE.