She who creates

She who forms worlds



She who knows

She who paves the way



She who reaps

She who gathers



She who is empowered

She who knows herself



She who reigns

She who has triumphed



She who has passed through the fire

She who rises from the flames

~ Rebekah Myers, Matriarch

copyright © by Rebekah Myers, 9/28/2021

Art: Maartje Van Dokkum aka Mary Feywood

Mary Feywood

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A few years ago, one of my DRT friends walked into a meeting wearing the most interesting necklace. A thin gold necklace with names linked one to the other. The names began with hers, then her mother’s, her grandmother’s, her great grandmother’s name, and on going back until her maternal line ended meeting her name once again: so special. Most genealogists have a difficult time following women as so often they are lost in the “Mrs.” In the Spanish tradition, women have their father’s name followed by a “y” meaning “and” with their Mother’s name- maternal family names don’t get lost. However you may trace your maternal line, I always think of my friend’s necklace: the names of her female ancestors encircling her neck.

The Great Reset vs New Earth

Jesus spiritually never left this planet ! Many have accepted their spiritual beliefs over religious beliefs and the religious zealots made that happen.

Using the Bible , a collection of writings that has been rewritten to serve the patriarchal society to create fear has lost its attraction. Many are in this mindset and best be avoided in lieu of the reality of combining or pulling Heaven to Earth which is ongoing and will happen .

Having known Heaven on Earth and the shadow energies that do all in their power to imped this awakening and embodiment of true spirit are inviting their own negative experience which they share like this guy.

One Dark Force to worry about ? One Dark Force to fear?

Faith in Divine , that is all there is , despite the horrific experience fostered by the believers of false beliefs and idols is the Alpha & Omega .

The destruction of those energies who are corrupt is self inflicted ; let them go.

You Do You with TLC

Blessings & Peace ☮️

Dona Luna


Those who are called ‘mentally ill’ or ‘mad’ are the voices in the wilderness, the ones who point to the distress of society, the ones who convict it of its crimes. By their ‘strange’ appearance and parting from the ‘norms’, they challenge and reveal that humanity is not free. They reveal that what is normal is but an accepted madness of the majority. Wars, conflicts, social injustice, abused children, all are accepted by the madness of the majority. But the one who dreams awake, that voice crying from the wilderness, sees something different. The eyes of perception are awakened, and a door to a new existence is opened. Yet the opening of this door is a frightful experience, for it unleashes all that which is the human condition, every experience, every vision, the collective realm of human beings. If there is any illness, it is not with the ‘madman’, it is the society that is ill. And this society has driven the ‘mad’ to that barren place, to that desert. As the prophets of old were rejected by their own, the voice and message of the ‘mad’ is often misunderstood and unheard by those around..

Dr. Dan L. Edmunds

I add this quote

n telling the native’s side he said, “I am telling my story that all may know the war we did not want. War is made to take something that is not your own.”
Yellow Wolf

She Who Is : The Calling

This is one I am not going to even try to quantify – I feel strongly that either you’ll get it, or you won’t (although being my tribe, I do feel more of you fall more towards the former rather the latter). It’s also one that is so deeply personal, I hesitate in sharing it. Which is almost always an indicator that I should.

Where it comes from is some place beyond words, in the depth of me where the knowing resides. It is a song of the spirit that many of us hear, cosmic and born of stars, and it’s been with us since birth. It guides our lives and path, that we are here for something far greater, and many of us spend our entire lives seeking it out.

It is the search for the ineffable that exists beyond everything we know. Our raison d’etre. We get glimpses of it during our lives, something touches it’s resonance, we touch the hem of it – and we know that we know that we know. And we know that we know that they know.

It is deep calling unto deep.

And there are others hearing that same song, feeling that same pull, and though we are all of that same source, our corporeal senses are not always engaged so that we easily recognize that this isn’t just a subjective, singular experience.

That there are others, and even within our reach was the impetus for it, however. As a reminder that at any given moment, the woman next to us may be feeling and reacting to this same sense-beyond-sense, we are not alone.

“For I see through a glass darkly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then shall I know, even as also I am known.”

No, we are not alone.

“The Calling”

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This began before I was 35 , I was lonely for adult support and friendship in a trusting marriage .

It was very sad to acknowledge and live with , but healing lessons taught me , on my owness and a more equable relationship has not shown itself . I’m ok with that , I won’t know the detached , distorted abuse of past .

I haven’t been allowed to participate in anyway with 6 grandchildren as the trauma bond and emotional extortion prohibit growth, healing ❤️‍🩹 based on facts without drama .

Writing found from a nursing home resident.

“I am 82 years old, I have 4 children, 11 grandchildren, 2 great-grandchildren and a room of 12 square meters.

I no longer have a home or expensive things, but I have someone who will clean my room, prepare food and change my bedding, measure my blood pressure and weigh me.

I no longer have the laughter of my grandchildren around me, I don’t see them growing, hugging and arguing. Some come to me every 15 days, some every three or four months, and some never.

I don’t bake cakes anymore, I don’t dig up the garden. I still have hobbies and I like to read, but my eyes quickly hurt.

I don’t know how much longer, but I have to get used to this loneliness. Here at this home, I lead group work and help those who are worse than me as much as I can.

Until recently, I read aloud to an immobile woman in the room next to me, we used to sing together, but she died the other day.

They say life is getting longer. Why? When I’m alone, I can look at photos of my family and memories I brought from home. And that’s all. I miss them.

I hope that the next generations will understand that families are born to have a future (with children) and that they do not forget about the family even in old age.”


Times Up for Shadow Forces

Feeling the putrid shadow energy OUT there ; resisting any urge to engage with it .

Faith , Fall, and Foundations .

It’s Awakening to transformation to Heaven on Earth .

I’m certainly forced to rest , my budget is stretched beyond ..

The Groundhog Day effect of renting , finding my health endangered as I’m invited to shadow dance and refuse , retaliatory abuses by lords and ladies of the homes begins fast and furious . Purposely withholding leases , in masked brother or sister hood , doing a 360 and slum lording.

Law is currently compliant with the lord and ladies who have lawyers ( think ambulance chasers ) deal with the situation and hiring one is pouring money down the drain .

Change is upon us and I’m more than ready to end decades this life of abuses and previous lives as well as cellular awareness of healing blood lines , 14 generations of abuses , inherited in shadow play and challenges beyond darkest nightmares .

I believe October is the month I was removed from our family home , which was a shadow of our vision . 13 years in , I knew he was not interested in home nor hearth . 11 years in via trauma and Xanax , I descended to hell on earth and I held on to light that damn near extinguished.

That was repeated many times until I accepted time lost , sons lost , parts of me lost . Deeply grieving for decades and spending time on my own aided in my personal transformation and the varied experiences added to ancestral experiences shared beg forgiveness and healing , never to be repeated .

I’m at a place of peace and respite , my body not quite harmonic yet due to the current living conditions, ongoing struggle for my home which I feel closer to resolving .

I’m extremely grateful for my place in the world and I’m honored by the guidance and trust afforded me while I have been rejected by family and friends , which afforded me the opportunity to form relationships that support my current journey .

I’m responsible for myself and as a truth teller I must receive truths ,and that has included many masked people and many who are in distorted mental states . Witnessing and being the target of this energy is draining energetically and I surrender it to Divinity .

#ThyWillBeDone ⏰

Be Well🙏👁

Dona Luna ☮️❤️

Grief , Sorrow, Loss = Strength

In the Lakota tradition, a person who is grieving is considered most wakan, most holy.

There’s a sense that when someone is struck by the sudden lightning of loss, he or she stands on the threshold of the spirit world. The prayers of those who grieve are considered especially strong, and it is proper to ask them for their help.

You might recall what it’s like to be with someone who has grieved deeply. The person has no layer of protection, nothing left to defend. The mystery is looking out through that person’s eyes. For the time being, he or she has accepted the reality of loss and has stopped clinging to the past or grasping at the future. In the groundless openness of sorrow, there is a wholeness of presence and a deep natural wisdom.