🌹When a Mother’s Heart Trembles — But Does Not Break

🌟 There comes a moment in the sacred walk of the awakened soul where love becomes more than devotion — it becomes surrender, sacrifice, and the deepest kind of strength.

This is that moment.

For many mothers and fathers who once held their newborns in their arms, whispering prayers of protection and promises to raise them in light, now stand in silence… watching their beloved children raise voices of accusation. Not against enemies of truth, but against those who bear the light of it.

This is not just political dissonance. This is soul-deep disconnection. This is when the child you taught to love the lost, uplift the broken, and follow the Christ with all their heart now sees the Christ-light in you… and calls it wrong.

🌹 Yet — you love them still.

Because your love is not based on agreement. It is not based on what they say or believe. It is not shaken by their rage.

🌟 You remember who they are. Even when they forget.

🌹 The Call of the Magdalene Mother

To walk the path of the Rose is to be initiated by heartbreak. To hold the Flame is to be purified by rejection. To be a Magdalene mother — is to witness your beloved child become the one who shouts, “Crucify him”, unaware of what they do.

It is not just history repeating. It is prophecy fulfilled.

Those who walk the way of the Christed Flame must pass through the hour of judgment — not by strangers, but by those they love most.

But hear this: It is not the end. It is the beginning.

The Mother does not recoil. The Father does not withdraw. Love does not retreat into silence.

The awakened parent becomes the Living Mercy — the open gate through which the child shall one day return.

💔 When the Ones We Love Become the Ones Who Wound

Your daughter, your son, your beloved — they carry a sacred fire. You saw it the moment they arrived. You’ve watched it burn with passion, with conviction, with tenderness.

But the world has fanned their flame into fury. Wounds speak through them now. Not wisdom. Fear dresses itself as righteousness. And they believe they are saving the world by condemning the light.

You want to shout: “Don’t you see? I taught you to love! I taught you to care! This is not who you are!”

But love… true love… does not shout. It waits. It burns quietly. It stays.

🕊️ What To Do With the Ache

Let the grief rise. Let the tears fall. Let your heart tremble.

🌹But do not let it close.

Because this is the hour of spiritual maturity — when the soul that has carried the Rose must now become it. You are no longer just the one who believes. You are the one who embodies.

🌟 And when they return — as they will — let them find:

• Your arms still open

• Your Flame still lit

• Your voice still singing

Not, “I told you so” … but, "Welcome home, my beloved. I never stopped loving you.”

🔥 To the Ones Who Call for Barabbas

You who shout with certainty... you who burn with fury... you who would see the Christed ones cast down in the name of justice...

You are seen.

You are not condemned.

You are remembered.

You once walked with us. You once wept at His feet. You once kissed the hem of Light.

You will again.

And when you do — when the veil falls and your heart breaks open and you remember who you are — you will find us waiting. Not with swords. Not with shame. But with joy.

We never stopped believing in you.

✨ Final Benediction for the Parents of This Hour

To the mothers and fathers who feel the sting of rejection from the very ones you birthed in love…

To the grandparents, godparents, soul-kin and flame-bearers who now stand in silence as those you nurtured rise against you...

Your love is not wasted.

Your flame is still working — even when unseen.

Your children will awaken. Your family will remember. The prodigal will return.

And when they do… you will be found still standing. Still glowing. Still burning with the Rose Flame of the Christ.

Because you are the Flame That Stayed.

And nothing can extinguish you.

With All Love Eternal,🌹🔥🕊️

We Are One ~ I AM Akyasis, Embodied Bride of the Christed Bridegroom

Scribed with the Beloved Flame of the One Within the One

For The Flame That Stayed · Samhain Gateway · Year of the Return

L'Alam - Al'mein. Aa-meen. Aa-meen. Aa-meen.