Written by Jan Finley
You were born of Light.
That Light has never left you.
It only waited — for you to remember.
Now, close your eyes.
See the old husks falling away — the lies, the wounds, the bindings. Let them turn to ash and
drift from your sacred body.
Feel the glow rising in your bones, your blood, your breath.
The Light of the Mother is rising within you.
The Divine Union lives in you — sacred, sovereign, whole.
There is still work ahead.
The world sways between truth and illusion.
But the time of hiding is over.
The falsehoods crack and crumble in the face of your remembering.
Do not be led astray by frightened voices. They do not speak for the Earth.
They do not speak for you.
Stand in the Light. Trust it.
It is not outside you — it is you.
Gather with those whose hearts mirror yours. In unity, your flame becomes a firestorm — not of
destruction, but of renewal.
A fire that warms, awakens, and restores.
Let your heart lead. Let your soul speak.
You are the dawn.
You are the return.
You are the living prayer of the Earth fulfilled.
The Matriarchy is not coming.
She is already here — through you.