Sacred Love and the Memory of Union in the Deep

The Memory of Sacred Love That Dwells in the Deep

On priestesses, temples, and the love that was never truly lost.

The Whisper That Started Everything

"The witches are the priestesses that were torn from the temple".

Spirit whispered this to me many moons ago. As I heard these words a vision unfolded. I was shown from the times when the women occupied the temple, to the burning of the witches, and the fabric of reality that has been sewn as a result of the loss of ancient feminine magic.

I saw the whole line, the love that was, the love that has been lost and the impoverishment of what we now live as a result of the desecration of the feminine principle of life.

(I go deeply into this in ORACLE WOMAN, as a side)

Deep in my DNA, etched into my bones I have a memory of when love reigned, when the priestesses occupied the temple. This memory has haunted me my whole life. I carry these codes.

A Pilgrimage to the Temple

For the past 7 years I've gone to Crete every summer to lead retreats and also spend my birthday with my best friend. It's become somewhat of a pilgrimage.

One summer I visited a temple there. At the edge of one of the temple ruins I had a vision of being a priestess, pregnant with life. In that moment, I was plugged into the land, the ocean, the moon, the stars. There was no separation between the mystery and my body. It was a profound feeling of absolute union with the mystery that perhaps you only get when you stand at the edge of an ancient temple in Crete.

I was taken back to a time when life would come through the womb and there was no science to explain it all, it was simply living within the mystery of life, happening through the body.

The Body as Portal, the Body as Sacred Ground

The body was a gateway to the divine. The channel for the unseen. The body was the portal. Love was shared through the body. Love healed the body. The transmission felt through the body was the doorway to the sacred. The body and the earth were one.

Deep in my bones I carry this memory.

This KNOWING.

This GNOSIS.

Living in this world with this remembrance, has been a perpetual initiation.

To remain true to what it is that I know, beyond any rational. Living in the split of carrying an ancient memory, that has been erased from consciousness, has been the deepest forging of my life.

In the felt feeling of my flesh there is an anchor to the old world.

I believe all feminine beings carry this memory and it's our initiation to bring HER through. Our embodiment is a crucial for this. We need to awaken the memory in the flesh to reinstate the temple.

Finding Where She Can Breathe

Finding where She can breathe has been my life long work.

Often I have gone against the culture at large and sought a different kind of culture. A culture where SHE can breathe. Where SHE doesn't need to stay locked beneath for convenience.

I've found places and I've created places.

Places of love.

Places of magic.

Places of mystery.

Through this journey of remembering and reclamation I birthed Sacred Love Initiation. As an invitation to remember what has been lost. To reclaim what has been buried but that which can never be forgotten.

For the last 7 years I've worked with women and our work has been deep. Women reclaiming their ancient gnosis is nothing short of magic.

The Gap Between Masculine Consciousness and Feminine Gnosis

And in recent times I've realized that if the men aren't coming with us, then I don't want to go any further.

The work of remembering the mystery is needed by both men and women to restore the template of Sacred Union.

The gap between masculine consciousness and feminine gnosis needs to heal. The division has to stop.

On the other side of the divide is a love so deep the gods sing to you.

Your Invitation from Kate

The memory of love lives in the cells.

It lives in the earth.

It lives in the dream.

She's right there.

On the other side of the prison you've been encased within.

So as the pieces of the new ancient dream come into being, this is one thing I am sure of: Our embodiment as woman is crucial to the restoration of the template of Union.

If the gnosis we know is not embodied in the flesh then we cannot reinstate The Temple of Sacred Union on this planet.

We cannot live the love our hearts know is possible.