05/05/2025
« Be my voice », she said.
It started as a soft message coming from the beyond. A place that felt unknown but deeply familiar at the same time. A gentle and loving embrace from our mother. Our mother of all.
She was talking to me, holding me and helping me remember. What does it feel like to be one with everything ? What does it feel like to be a tree or a forest? Remember you are all that… you are not who you think you are.
« Be my voice », I kept hearing. The message grew stronger as I was healing my separation from her. Stripping away layers and layers of conditioning.
Almost all of us were brought into this world by a mother who lived in a state of separation, by a womb disconnected from oneness that carried a lot of traumas. This is our imprint. No one to blame here. This is just where we stand in our evolution as humanity.
There is no coming back to Mother Earth without exploring our relationship with our own mother and going back to the womb, to the gestation period, to our birth, to our childhood. Did you feel held, safe, loved, nurtured ? Or did you feel fearful, unsafe, chaos? Can you allow yourself to feel the sadness and the holy rage? Give yourself the love you did not receive, become your own mother and let Mother Earth rebirth you through her womb.
« Welcome home my child », she said, as I rebirthed myself into the world through her womb.
« Be my voice » she said.
And this time I was ready… to listen clearly, to take my place and to become the channel through which she wants to speak.
« Be my voice » they said.
And this time I was ready… to speak for those whose voice have been shut, for those who are exploited and suffer from the horrible food system we created.
« I will be your voice » I said, as tears were running down my face and I was feeling the beauty and the pain of it all.