“In every loving woman there is a priestess of the past…..” ~ Henri Frederic Amiel
I was walking down a long corridor, a place that was familiar yet different. As I listened to the gentleness of Catherine’s voice during this guided meditation, I came to a beautiful door. This was the most beautiful, ornate door I had ever seen. Again, it felt familiar. Yet, I had never visited this place until today.
The door was made of solid wood. The carvings immaculate. There was a lion on the door. I wasn’t familiar with lions or that it related to feminine energy, but it gave me a feeling of safety, honoring, and guidance on this new adventure…wherever I was being lead. I knew I was not alone and the energy of the lion made me feel I was returning home, or to a part of me that was more home than foreign.
I opened the door and walked through.
It was different again…but familiar. I was entering a sanctuary of sorts. There were pillars and water surrounding this special place.
I had seen parts of it in my dreams, but never stayed for any time. It was as if the past dreams had given me glimpses into this place, storing the memories of the pillars and the water. They were reminders that called me to walk deeper into this place. This place that would reveal itself to be of exploration, of healing, of learning, and of becoming.
I walked on a stone floor, surrounded by a low wall of stone like bricks, with the ocean water beyond. I felt home in this place, with nature…the plants, the rocks, the water.
I was alone, but I was not. I could feel HER presence. Catherine said there was a guide to meet me. But she was more than a guide…she felt like my mother…not my earth mother. She was the mother to my soul, to all women, to the Feminine within.
This was Isis…”the greek goddess, her name meaning ‘throne.’ She was worshiped as the ideal mother and wife, protector of the dead and goddess of children, as well as the patroness of nature and magic, healer of the sick.” (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isis)
I was her daughter, but I was here for my own healing and learning. My purpose here was more of BEing the Apprentice and Initiate.
I was to start my journey to heal and discover parts of myself I had forgotten.
I was here to feel love and support in this process.
I was here to reconnect all parts of my spirit to my earthly form.
I was to learn how to walk the path of the priestess and earth goddess as one. It was a path ALL can follow, but not all choose to take.
Many times the path is winding and dark. Often you feel alone expect for the spiritual guides from the other side. Sometimes you aren’t sure they are even there…???
It is a process that is destined for Truth and Love, fortified in the energy of Trust. However, it takes slowing down to listen, to understand, and then to act.
Something our culture rarely reinforces…this intuitive, introspective, chaotic, flowing dark side of the feminine.
However, I felt home. If you can imagine your mother combing your hair, like she did when you were growing up. It was as if she combed my long hair as a way to give me peace and comfort.
It gave me the ease to look out on the vast ocean, to look with curiosity versus fear.
A place…in time…I would explore the depths. A place that as deep as the ocean, held the waters of unexplored or buried emotion.
It was a watery frontier, that at times would be a black, dark abyss. A place of dark passage to explore in order to find the hidden treasures of myself that have been lost, or at even times locked and buried.
Buried parts of myself or memories, that at one time, I was hoping to forget as I allowed them to fall deep to the ocean floor. Those parts when healed and looked at from a different perspective, however, would become golden treasures and gifts. Gifts of experience and knowledge that could surface to the light. Gifts of wisdom I could give freely with truth and love to the world.
All would happen in perfect time. As for now, the deep journey into the abyss would have to wait. For in this moment, it was a time of pure silence and being in HER presence….I was to receive simply….as feminine energy does.
HER combing my hair was the symbol of receiving her energy, her love, her connection to nature, to feeling and being in the wonder and magic of creation and the energy that invokes all Life. It was symbolic of my preparation for my own healing and the apprenticing as a healer for myself and guide for other women.
It was the initiation to the knowledge and ways of the priestess…a path for all, but not taken by many. It was a path that held the possibility of living in human form as a walking, breathing, earth goddess that every woman holds within. It would be the merging of Spiritual and Humanness into living each day here on earth.
It would become the Path to reconnect all parts of every woman through the energy of feminine archetypes to allow for the birth of her true self…..Body, Heart and Soul!
So, when called…..and there will be a time when HER voice speaks to you, however she reveals it. It may come in dream, in a thought, in a meditation, or the voice of another woman. Will you go? No matter your life situation, no matter your bank account or career, no matter your family or your relationship status, no matter your religious or spiritual beliefs….Will you take the Path? Will YOU go for the Path of the Priestess???
With Love, Hope & Gratitude,
Dr. Cheryl xoxo