First Ladies and Feminine Essence
What moves the wife of an elected President, when overnight she becomes the “First Lady” of the nation? Where and when does the wisdom and the deep nurturing of the feminine show itself in our nation’s presidential partnership? This is a question that remains unanswered. Beneath her new designer closet and the “role” she must play, where does she bathe in deeper waters? From where does she sip her deeper nourishment? I’m not sure we will get to know these answers, but I can’t help but wonder…..
Cries of Conflict
I am aware of the tremendous cries of conflict coming from so many about the outcome of this election… an election that has owned our attention in the comfort of our homes now for some time. People are challenged by their beliefs and hopes for a better future, believing in one woman or one man to provide the magic carpet that we will ride toward the end of our troubles.
The numbers of lonely or unhappy people or simply people who are a-lone and too broke to be happy is on the rise. The worry, opinions, and despair that sweeps the land is captured in the media, yet I continue to experience my surroundings as gentle and sane. I am very blessed. Not all are as blessed as I. Perhaps that is how it is meant to be. Without contrast we would all be the same.
I just returned from a few days in San Francisco, inspired by a conference I chose to attend sponsored by Katusa Research where I am being mentored in the investment opportunities within the natural resource sector. That translates as making money on the riches of mother Earth, which some would frown upon… understandably so!
I won’t defend that here, but will share the obvious contrast of seeing so many homeless living in doorways and in city parks while the “haves” stroll by in expensive suits on their way to five-star restaurants. Yet the City by the Bay appeared more glorious than ever! There is balance in that contrast and it feels like everyone has chosen their lot in life.
I Saw it Coming!
I knew for several weeks that Trump was going to surprise us all. I relaxed in front of the news, knowing it would all be okay. I just don’t trust the former Secretary of State even if she is a woman. The old guard needed to fall, and if pussy-grabbing financiers are to lead our country, there is one thing I do know: With just a little education and refinement, the world of women could be blessed by powerful men in rituals of AH (Awakening & Healing) practice!!!
And so I return to my meandering… what about those first ladies and how do they R E A L L Y feel, or do they even notice their feminine essence needs a recharge? We all do… as Sacred and Divine Femmes passionately believe. Would they stand up and howl along with us?
Who me? Policial?
I rarely dip a toe into the arena of political opinion. I remain focused on how love can grow and how healing can turn the tide of unhappiness and pain into a flowing river of hope. I am not known for speaking out about my opinions, preferences, or views concerning political issues or politicians or political parties. I don’t broadcast what I think about things I don’t fully understand. Leave me out of the arguments that ignore human kindness as the prevailing solution to many issues.
I don’t recognize my country when I allow outside views to be the camera that reflects reality. I accept that my country’s soul is in conflict. I don’t recognize dishonesty in order to claim power. I don’t recognize how power makes people say or do anything in order to have more of… what? More money? More Power?
We each make the choice to remain and grow in partnership and loving kindness… or not. I will continue to offer my time and wisdom in Private Immersions for women and couples, in Costa Rica with the Brand New Sacred Feminine Mystery School, and places yet to be determined. Regardless of what is going on in the land of my birth, I will continue to become someone with influence.
The First Lady Queen Caroleena in me is parting the waters of conflict toward a wake of consciousness rising. Will you join me?
Blessings Be Upon You,