Messages From The Divine Mother

I’m sitting by the window. The night has just drawn in; it is almost dark. The grey shadows dance with the light. I’m on the floor, eagerly excited to read the book I have just purchased, recommended by my dear friend, Lester Lewis: “Tapping the Power Within” by Iyanla Vanzant. I’m excited and fully immersed in the first couple of pages. It was like the book was about me and my struggles in life, and the challenges I have had in recognising who I am. The book spoke about the divinity within me and I wished I could only just reconcile this within myself, and then these words hit me: “You should understand that as an African descendant, spirit and spirituality are a wholesome element of your basic nature. You are not replacing or undermining God in developing your spirit, you are trying to make contact with the powerful force that is God within you. What you are seeking and searching for has always been with you.” Tapping the Power Within, Iyanla Vanzant My soul opened up to new thoughts, new ways of being and all of a sudden it came like a bolt in my spirit. I knew it to be true. I knew that the real me had been hidden away in fear of not being accepted, and not loved because I was different. I was 6 Messages From The Divine Mother afraid to be different. I was afraid that it was not okay to be me. In that lightning bolt moment, I knew that God loved me and accepted me for who I am because I was created in divinity and love. “Whoa…. I am okay as I am?” This was the question that I kept asking myself, until finally the answer came: Yes! I am okay as I am. I am okay as I am. This is the way God wanted me to be. This is who He wants me to be. There was a time when I looked outside of myself to find God. I went from church to church, religion to religion, looking for God. I could not find Him out there. Until that night, I did not know that God was within me and has always been there with me. I had been searching for something outside of myself, when all the time it was within me. I lay the book down and sat there in silence for a while, going over the words that I had just read. My mind was racing, my spirit was racing. I was in a trance-like state, caught up in the revelations of my soul… I knew this to be true because I felt it. Yet, my mind was taking time to assimilate and accommodate this truth. I got up and laid on my bed book laying on my chest and stared up at the ceiling thinking over what I had just read. And then, laughter took over... I laughed, laughed and laughed some more. My heart was pouring out with pure joy and laughter and in that moment, there was my friend, Lester, laughing with me as if to say, “I told you- you will find the truth.” I laughed and it was as if Lester was laughing with me too. We laughed together even more. You see, I convinced myself that it was not okay to be me. I have always felt different, but thought my difference was not to be acknowledged. I felt things that others did not feel and saw things that others did not see. I needed to have permission from something or someone outside myself to be me. I now realise that this is me and there is no-one else like me. I want to be Me. As I lay on my bed, a voice kept repeating to me the words, “Life Within, Life Within, Life Within.” I could not get the words out of my head, so, I jumped off the bed and grabbed a pen and paper and began to write. Then the first verse came. “Live from within thy heart.” Then the second verse came through, “For within thy heart, thy soul takes part.” I was not in control of what I was writing. It was as if something or someone else was telling me what to write. So, I wrote what was coming through without question. I wrote without thought; I just wrote what came through to me. Hence my first spiritual poem was born. As I looked over the poem, I had no recollection of where the words came from. All I knew and felt was the words coming through me. I reflected on what came through and attempted to sign my name as the Author. I could not. So, I sat with this for a while. It became very apparent that the author of this poem wanted to be known. So, I wrote what I heard —‘Alpha.’ At the time, I didn’t know the true meaning of the name “Alpha” but I knew what had occurred was coming from a higher place, a spiritual place. I was given this poem to write. After that night, other poems came through in the same manner; a voice either saying the title or the first sentence came to my mind and the compulsivity to continue to write completely took over any sense of being. It had to be written and then the rest would just follow. It was from there I embarked on my own spiritual journey. I guess this was the start of listening to The Voice. Soon after this, I began journaling after attending a writer’s workshop. For homework, we were given affirmations to write every morning as the first thing you would do upon waking. I did this for a while and then I began to write about how I was feeling that day. Over time, my journaling took me to a different level. I began every morning by writing to the Divine Mother. One morning as I began to write, I heard the voice talking directly to me. “My Dear Daughter…” was how it started. I had no control over what I was writing. I wrote what I heard. Whatever I was feeling that day, whatever question I posed, I was given an answer. Guidance, love, empathy, blessings and a lot more all came out on the page. Day after day, this is how I would receive my messages. Over 20 years of journaling brought these messages into existence. Come to the present moment, the energy of the words and the messages that came through has made me realise that this has to be shared. These messages can help support and empower others – empower women to learn and grow and understand themselves. And so... “Messages from the Divine Mother” was born.