Not meant to be traditionally read; but felt and absorbed. Echoes of your own knowing, returned to you.
Mary was not a follower. She is the Remembered.
She was not saved by him.
And she was not beside him by accident.
She was his equal — in remembrance, in frequency, in function.
They walked together not as teacher and student, not as man and woman, not as mythic figures frozen in time.
They walked as two who had remembered their divine design, and who came here to embody opposite poles of the same whole.
Where Yeshua carried the radiant masculine,
Mary carried the sovereign feminine.
Awakening doesn’t argue with the ego—it sees through it.
Your life and existence is a dream. Mere illusion.
You are a seeming character on a world stage, playing out a role within a script that’s already been written. And the script is multi-dimensional.
Multi-dimensionality is nothing more than a broader view of the same stage. Different vantage points from within the theater.
The idea of free will within the dream is also an illusion. A hoax to keep you glued and locked in.
Being open and able to accept these truths is a starting point.
