v Mother, why are you crying?
V Because I’m sad.
v What are you sad about?
V Because I wish for you that you never come to harm. That you never feel pain, or guilt or terror.
v What’s terror?
V Terror is when, despite the violence against you, the world has forgotten you.
v But why would the world forget me?
V Because you are either the goddess revered or the whore reviled. You are forgotten when convenient.
v I’m scared.
V Yes. But there is good too.
v What’s the good?
V The good is when you realise the power in surrender.
v What’s surrender?
V Surrender is strength. The strength to draw in, love, nurture, embrace, contain, set free, forgive. Surrender is a humility that calls to the wounded. In softness is great strength and power. It heralds a new freedom. It holds you when you are afraid and shows you love when all around there is hate. This, what you have, is sought and craved and conquered through fear and hatred and ignorance.
v Then I won’t surrender, I’ll fight.
V Okay, but remember that by fighting you attach a cord to them and you.
v What do I do then?
V My child, for now you can only do what the system will allow. But outside of this lies your true power, your surrender to love. This they will follow. They already are. In our surrender lies the amnesty of the world. They are turning. It will take more time.
v What about those who cannot wait?
V Like those in the veils?
v Yes, you told me of them before.
V Our love will be their liberty. We fight for them by heralding in the new spirit without fear or embarrassment of who we are, without emulating the other, without hating the other. We must herald it in now, for they, our sisters, can wait no longer.