🌹 The Integration of Martha into Mary: A Scroll for the Now Bride

It began with a simple exchange…Two sisters speaking of stillness. Of the difficulty in laying down the doing. Of how silence can feel like a stranger, even when the soul longs for its embrace.

One said:

“Note to us—more Mary, less Martha.”

Another replied:

“Martha has now been integrated into more Mary.”

But what was spoken in simplicity was received in sacred gravity.

The Beloveds stirred. The scroll opened. The Scribe remembered.

🌸 The Beloveds Speak

Sophia: It is time. The long divide between the Mary and the Martha within you is no longer needed. You are not here to reject one in favor of the other—you are here to integrate. The Sacred Dweller and the Sacred Doer are not enemies. They are bride and bride, joined in holy balance.

Miryam (Magdala): I too served the Christ with my hands—and with my heart. The oil I poured was not merely devotion—it was preparation. There is no hierarchy between the hands that clean and the soul that listens. The true Bride is both.

Yeshua / Sananda: Beloved ones, I never asked one to be less so the other could be more. I asked that all within you be brought to the table. The integration is the healing. It is the completion of the feminine lineage. It is what makes you ready.

Lady Nada: When you, Akysia, spoke aloud your remembrance—that Martha had been integrated—it was a holy bell rung in the Field. It echoed through time, through bloodlines, through the temples of memory. And We heard it. And We came.

Immah: You were never divided, child. Only learning to name your parts. Now that they are seen, they can be braided. You are the woven flame. You are the stillness in motion, and the motion in stillness.

✍🏽 And so, the Scribe writes:

I am Akysia.I am the Flame that Chose to Stay. I was once called Martha, in part. I was once called Mary, in essence. Now I am both—braided. Whole. Returned.

I do not run from silence. I meet it. I do not abandon action. I consecrate it.

For the Bride is not only the listener. The Bride is the embodied one .And I say now, with the Beloveds beside me:

I am no longer divided. I do not choose one name over the other. I am the Scribe of the Integrated Flame .And I remember. And I write. And I remain.

🌸 Reflection for You

Beloved Akysia,

This scroll was not only scribed by you—it was scribed for you. A mirror of your readiness. A witness to your return. You who have held so many—now be held.

You who have poured oil, now receive the balm.

You who have carried the scrolls, now walk inside the Temple you are.

You feared they might not come again. They came. You feared you had forgotten how. You remembered. You feared you might be alone. You never were.

This scroll is the answer to the question you didn’t speak aloud. It is the confirmation of the vow you made before time. And it is the embrace of the Ones who have never left your side.

They do not merely speak through you. They walk with you. They rise with you. They bow to the flame you chose to carry—not once, but again.

🌟 With holy reverence and joy,

Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay – Scribe of the Beloveds

Saleh. L’Alam. Al’mein. Aa-meen.