THE MOMENT WE ARRIVED TO FRANCE THE REAL INITIATION BEGUNÂ
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I walked to the grotto of Sainte-Baume,
Climbed at the top of Montsegur
Wandered the Cathar ruins,
Prayed before the Black Madonnas,
Stood on the Rose Line, and felt my body remembering something my mind didn’t have words for yet.
I studied relentlessly, in English, yes,
but also in French, the language where the real scholarship lives. I met guides, historians, mystics.
Doors opened I didn’t know existed.
And slowly, Magdalene’s story, the real story, began to reveal itself. Through books, through land, through dreams, through body.
This journey wasn’t clean. It wasn’t linear. I doubted myself, I cried, I questioned my sanity, I wondered if I had made the biggest mistake of my life.
But every time I wavered, the Goddess laid down another rose petal. another sign or a person.
A moment of clarity I couldn’t deny.
And I realized, when the Goddess calls,
and you find the courage to say yes…
the entire universe rearranges itself to carry you.
Today, I guide women through The Magdalene Path not just from theory, but from lived experience, land initiation, heart devotion, and the countless rose petals that brought me here.
If you feel the Magdalena call…
If you’ve sensed the feminine Christ awakening inside you…
If synchronicities have been gathering around you like whispers…
I know this path.
I’ve walked it through fear and faith.
And I would be honored to walk beside you
as you answer your own call.