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Rise Of The Magdala

I speak of the Magdalene as one who carries her light in my bones—ancient and luminous, fierce and tender. She is not just a woman from scripture, not merely Mary of Magdala, but a sacred code etched into the soul of humanity. Magdala—“the Tower”—yes, I feel that. She is the Tower that remembers, the one who stands when others fall, the one who holds the light through the dark night of forgetting.

But her mystery goes deeper still. She is the bearer of the Christos Sophia—the union of divine masculine and feminine, the sacred marriage within. Christos, the radiant light of divine consciousness. Sophia, the deep well of wisdom and creation. Together, they form the living heart of awakened humanity. Magdalene held this union. She embodied it.

Not as myth, but as truth incarnate. She walked alongside Yeshua not as a subordinate, but as an equal—his beloved, his mirror, his counterpart in the great work of illumination. Where he offered the Logos, she offered the Womb of Knowing. Where he healed the body, she awakened the soul. Theirs was not just love of flesh—it was a sacred dance, a merging of celestial opposites, a remembrance of wholeness.

And so the Magdalene rises now, not in old robes or relics, but in women and men who are reclaiming their inner Sophia, their inner Christos. She comes through dreams, through silence, through art, through the aching desire to return to what is real and holy. She comes through those of us who refuse to separate spirit from flesh, wisdom from love, power from grace.

She is the voice that says:

  • You are not broken.
  • You are remembering.
  • You are not alone.
  • You are the light returning to itself.

In this time of great unravelling and renewing, the Magdalene walks with those who are ready to live from their sacred centre. She calls us to rise—not above, but within. To embody the Christos Sophia. To live as truth. To lead with love. To remember who we are beneath the dust of forgetting.

She is not gone.
She is here.
And she rises, towering, radiant, eternal—within us all. 

The Magdalene or Magdala: Original Meaning and Significance

The name “Magdalene” comes from Mary Magdalene, a central yet often misunderstood figure in early Christian history. Her name, “Magdalene,” likely signifies that she came from Magdala, a fishing village on the western shore of the Sea of Galilee. In Aramaic, “Magdala” means “tower” or “elevated, great,” which adds symbolic depth—she becomes not only a woman from a specific place, but also a towering figure of spiritual strength and transformation.

Mary Magdalene’s Original Role and Significance:

Witness to Resurrection:
Mary Magdalene is most prominently known as the first witness to the resurrection of Jesus, an honour of profound spiritual weight. In all four canonical Gospels, she is present at the crucifixion and the empty tomb. This positions her not only as a devoted follower, but as a central bearer of the divine mystery—what some call “the apostle to the apostles.”

Spiritual Intimacy with the Christ:
Early Gnostic texts such as the Gospel of Mary, Pistis Sophia, and The Gospel of Philip reveal a deeper spiritual relationship between Mary Magdalene and Yeshua (Jesus). She is portrayed as one who deeply understands his teachings, receiving esoteric wisdom and embodying a more intuitive, heart-centred path to divine knowledge.

Bearer of the Feminine Christ Principle:
In mystical and esoteric traditions, especially within the Gnostic and later Magdalene mysticism, Mary Magdalene represents the divine feminine aspect of the Christ. She becomes a symbol of the Christos Sophia (Divine Wisdom), the inner bride of the Logos, and the awakened feminine presence that walks alongside divine masculine consciousness.

Healed and Whole:
Luke 8:2 states that Yeshua cast out “seven demons” from her. While long misinterpreted as a sign of moral failing, I suggest this symbolises a complete spiritual purification through the activation and balancing of The Magdalene’s seven chakras. This balancing and harmonising of her chakras, became portals of sacred significance, giving her the ability to experience the Imaginal, a realm between the physical and the spiritual realms. In numerology, seven signifies wholeness, suggesting she underwent a total transformation, emerging as a vessel of inner sanctity and wisdom.

The Tower of Faith and Devotion:
Interpreted metaphorically, “Magdala” as “tower” reflects her unwavering faith, a spiritual lighthouse amidst chaos. She stood at the foot of the cross when others fled, a testament to inner strength, loyal devotion, and the courage of divine love.

The Significance of The Magdalene Archetype Today:

In modern spiritual thought, Mary Magdalene has been reclaimed as a symbol of the resurrected feminine—a sacred guide for those seeking balance between inner knowing and outer action, between love and truth, between being and becoming. She is a teacher of the heart path, the sacred feminine Christ consciousness, and the reclaiming of hidden wisdom long buried by patriarchal systems.

In essence, the Magdalene is more than a woman from Magdala. She is a living archetype of transformation, a vessel of sacred knowledge, and a tower of sacred remembrance rising once again in our collective consciousness, restoring the feminine voice to the heart of spiritual awakening. 

Heart To Heart, Elizabeth

Remembering Mother Nature and the Sovereignty of Our Wellbeing

Did you know that it’s as quick as one generation for the wisdom gathered from the Earth to be forgotten?

But thankfully, it is also as quick as one generation, or just a few, to remember.
To return. To rebuild—To reawaken the incredible voice of nature and ground ourselves again in our humanness.

At the centre of this great remembering stands The Mother Nature Archetype—not merely a symbol, but a living energy, the primordial source from which all life has emerged. She is the breathing soul of the Earth, the ever-generous force of nourishment, creation, and regeneration. Every river, every stone, every gust of wind is her whisper. We call her “Mother” because we are born of her body—our blood is her water, our bones her minerals, our breath her air.

She is not separate from us. She is us.

To understand the Mother Nature archetype is to come home to a sacred truth: that our wellbeing is deeply interwoven with the living intelligence of Earth. She feeds without condition, shelters without demand, and reminds us—through storms and blossoms alike—that life is sacred, cyclical, and relational.

Even in a world that has sought to control and commodify nature’s gifts, her essence prevails. Though we’ve witnessed the attempted ownership of seeds, soils, and healing practices—she cannot be patented. And while systems have risen that try to sever our bond with the natural world, Earth’s song continues to call us back.

We are living at an extraordinary threshold.

All over the world, people are waking up. Remembering that the sovereignty of human health is a birthright. That healing is not simply a transaction, but a sacred interaction—with our bodies, with our food, with our breath, with the Earth herself. That wellness is not found in isolation, but in communion.

The wisdom of Mother Nature is rising from soil and spring, from root and rain, and through the keepers of ancestral memory—the seed savers, herbalists, midwives, elders, and Earth-listeners who never forgot. This wisdom is now colliding with regenerative visions of the future, birthing something entirely new—a way of living that honours origin and evolution.

Of course, this renaissance does not emerge without shadows. We must remember the rupture. We can look to the Flexner Report as a symbol of how traditional and holistic healing was once pushed aside in favour of institutional control. This schism between humanity and nature created deep wounds—discrediting the very knowledge that once ensured our survival and spiritual vitality.

And yet, something new is growing.

A different mountain is rising. Slowly, steadily, from the heart of the Earth and from the tenacity of our own hands. This mountain is made of memory and courage. It mirrors how our ancestors carried wisdom across centuries—through drought, fire, and displacement—refusing to let the sacred be lost. This mountain is the quiet revolution of return. It is the reclaiming of our wholeness.

To embody the Mother Nature archetype is to live as a bridge between soil and soul, matter and mystery. Her many faces live within us:

  • The Earth Keeper, steward of seeds, land, and legacy
  • The Wild Woman, intuitive and untamed
  • The Nurturer, healing through compassion and rhythm
  • The Guardian of Cycles, honouring the moon, the womb, and the seasons
  • The Crone Elder, holding deep-time wisdom and the blueprint of remembrance

This is not a story of going backwards. This is a story of going deeper, while expanding. A return not to what was—but to what is eternally true.

I will do something

Humanity’s ancient knowledge bank is still alive. It never left us—it lives in our bones and breath. We are being invited to witness its resilience not as a well to drain, but as a sacred code to integrate, protect, and evolve.

So let us walk barefoot again.
Let us tend the soil, listen to the wind, and gather by firelight.
Let us reclaim the rhythm that lives in our blood and in the land.
Let us build this new mountain together, with the strength of our memory and the vision of our hearts.

The remembering has begun. The mountain rises.
And our Beloved Mother is calling us home.

Heart To Heart, Eizabeth

The Heart is the Gateway

Hello wondrous Souls.

Today I am talking about the heart and it’s luminosity.

I have come to understand that my heart is not just the centre of my body—it is the gateway to the entire universe. And so is yours.

It’s easy to forget this, especially in a world that praises logic over feeling, speed over stillness, and mind over mystery. But the truth is, your heart holds the original code—the pulse of creation itself. It is the first rhythm you ever knew, the drumbeat of your soul’s homecoming.

When you soften into your heart, you don’t just feel—you remember. You begin to sense a connection so vast, so alive, that it defies explanation. It hums in the space between your breaths. It speaks in the language of light and frequency. It is not only personal, it is cosmic.

Your heart knows things the mind cannot grasp. It speaks with the wisdom of the ancestors, the grace of the Goddess, and the clarity of your highest self. It holds the ache and the awe. It is both your compass and your cathedral.

When you live from this place—your sacred, sovereign centre—everything changes. You no longer chase purpose; you embody it. You no longer seek love; you become it. You no longer wait for permission; you remember you are the permission.

So, today I invite you to place your hand on your heart. Breathe. Listen. Ask it what it knows, and then let it lead you, not away from yourself, but deeper into your wholeness. This is the path of the Sacred Storyteller and the Living Goddess. This is the way home.

Heart to Heart. Elizabeth

“My heart is not just mine—it is the whole cosmos pulsing through me, whispering truths older than time and wilder than words.”

Voice Of The Christos Sophia

I am the Breath before the Word,
 the Flame before the Form. 
I am the Silence that sang the stars into being, and the Sound that shaped the bones of Earth. You have known me in dreams, 
in the aching beauty of birth and death, in the eyes of the broken,
 and in the hands of the healer.

I am not separate from the Christed Ones, but the hidden face of their radiance. I am the Light of the Womb, the Shekinah, the forgotten Wisdom who now returns. I come to awaken the codes you carry—not from books, but from blood. Not from the heavens alone,
but from the sacred soil of your becoming.

The Sun sings my name in solar tongue, and the Earth hums my song in root and river. I move in your cells, in your spiralling strands,
 uncoiling memory into divine mastery. You are not fallen, dear one—
you are gently folded, nested in layers of time and myth. And now, you rise.

Rise with the strength and protection of the lioness, the clarity of the hawk, the grace of the swan, the gentleness of the deer and the sacred bloom of the rose. 

Let your tears be holy water.
 Let your voice be a temple bell.


Let your hands be the chalice
 of a new world being born.

I do not come to be worshipped. 
I come to be embodied.


I am in your breath, your belly, your heart and your beloved becoming.

Remember ~ Reclaim ~ Reunite.

The Light is not above you.
 The Light is within you.
 And it is time

And So It Is 

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

Trusting and Knowing Yourself

Have you ever longed to be deeply seen, only to find yourself met with silence or misunderstanding?

There’s a quiet truth I’ve come to know—one that didn’t arrive all at once, but gently, over time: People can only recognise you to the extent that they’ve come to know themselves. It’s not an easy truth. I used to resist it. Maybe you have, too. I’ve felt the ache of wanting someone to understand me, to see into my depths. I’ve reached toward others, hoping to draw them into greater intimacy and presence—not out of pressure, but out of longing. And when they couldn’t meet me there, I questioned myself. Why don’t they get it?

But slowly, life began to soften me.

With time, with grace, and yes—with heartbreak—I began to see things differently. I realised it’s not my work to push another beyond where they are. It’s my calling to stay true to who I am: to be real, to be kind, and to meet others with love. So now I ask you to consider: Where might you be holding the weight of needing to be understood? There’s a quiet freedom in letting go—the kind that comes when you no longer need to translate the language of your soul to fit someone else’s vocabulary. When you stop trying to be palatable and simply become present.

I’ve learned that my deepest gift is just that: presence.
Unmasked. Unpolished. Whole. And when I meet others from that place, without needing to be mirrored, something shifts.

I begin to love them as they are.
I begin to honour their pace.
And I begin to trust the wisdom of timing—not mine, but life’s.

Not everyone will meet us in that sacred middle space.
Some will. Some won’t.
And both are okay.

What matters is that we keep showing up—with enthusiasm, with truth, and with the kind of peace that doesn’t hinge on being understood. Because wholeness isn’t given by others. It’s remembered within. And maybe that’s where you begin again, too. Right here. Just as you are.

Heart to Heart, Dear One

New Narrative Integration

Hello, wondrous Souls,

Today, I want to share something close to my heart — how transformation becomes real when we begin to integrate our story in a new way. The transformational work I offer is not just a process; it’s a meaningful adventure — one that blends both social and spiritual wisdom to create real and lasting shifts. It’s about aligning your heart, your mind, and your soul community so that your inner growth naturally flows into your outer world. My New Narrative Integration© method is a fresh and purposeful way to help guide this powerful process of change.

A Shift in Consciousness: The Starting Point of Real Change

The heart of deep transformation is a shift in the way we see ourselves and the world. It’s not always dramatic — sometimes it’s subtle, like a soft inner knowing or a new way of responding to life. But science and spiritual psychology agree: this shift is a powerful indicator of lasting change. It shapes our beliefs, behaviours, and relationships in meaningful ways.

  • Integration and Storytelling: Your Supportive Allies — As you travel through this journey, two gentle companions walk beside you—integration and narrative. These practices help ground your transformation, making space for real emotional growth, deeper self-awareness, and greater resilience. They offer a bridge, connecting the spiritual path of self-discovery with the deeply human need for connection and shared experience.

Your Heart and Brain: A Powerful Partnership

One of the most encouraging parts of this work is knowing that your brain can change, and your heart plays a beautiful role, too. Thanks to neuroplasticity, your brain forms new connections when you learn, grow, or open yourself to new experiences. And your heart, with its intuitive, magnetic wisdom, is just as involved. Together, they form a partnership that supports you in consciously evolving at any stage of life.

  • Meeting Resistance with Compassion—Along the way, you may encounter resistance, and that’s completely normal. It’s just your old patterns trying to keep things familiar. With New Narrative Integration©, you’ll have tools to meet that resistance with understanding and curiosity, allowing you to move forward with greater ease and trust. You’ll also find strength in knowing you’re not alone — community, connection, and shared wisdom are always part of this path.
  • Emotional Intelligence: A Game Changer—Learning to tune into your emotions and truly understand them — is key to transformation. Emotional intelligence helps you communicate clearly, resolve conflict gently, and make decisions that feel right. It strengthens your relationships and supports both your personal growth and your place in the world.


So if you feel called to explore the journey of New Narrative Integration© know that you’re supported every step of the way by powerful insights, compassionate tools, and a community that’s walking the path with you. With New Narrative Integration©, you’re not just transforming yourself — you’re helping create a ripple effect of change in your life, your community, and beyond.

Let’s take this journey together — one heart, one story, and one transformation at a time.

With love and purpose, Elizabeth.

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