A Call from the Mother

By Dehyana

I don’t have a lot of words for this, only a feeling I’ve known for a very long time. When I was a little girl, I would go into my walk-in closet to find quiet. I didn’t quite know what I was doing, but I would kneel down, and I would sing to a presence I couldn’t see. But I just knew something was in there with me that felt like the arms of a mother wrapping me in a blanket of love. I felt safe. This was the beginning of my relationship with Divine Mother.

Although I couldn’t see her in a physical form, I came to know that presence as Mother Mary. I love her to this day and continue to pray to her. In fact just the other day I bought a potted plant of beautiful pink roses as an offering to her in gratitude of her grace. I love this line from Revelation 12:1 —

“A woman clothed with the Sun and the Moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars”

It speaks to the enormous power of the Mother.

The Call of the Divine Mother

Lately, I’ve been feeling her again. She doesn’t come to me with words or even visions, but as a calling for the entire world to get out of the head, and back into the heart.

Maybe it’s because the world right now is so crazy loud, distracted by just about everything and fragmented in so many ways. And what I know is needed, given the mess the world is in, is not more thinking, but the heart. The Mother’s heart.

The part of us that can hold love without needing to understand everything first. I feel that call strongly this year.

I sense Her leading the way into this New Age of Aquarius — calling each of us to wake up, to listen to the heart, and to find our own relationship with her presence. That tender, fierce, all-embracing energy that some call Shakti, that I’ve always called Mother.

Why Medjugorje, Bosnia?

And for me, it’s leading to Medjugorje… to Bosnia.

I can’t fully explain why. Only that something in me recognises it, the same way I did as a child. And I’m choosing to answer.

And now with a smile in my heart I see the golden Summer solstice Sun jumping in the sky above Apparition Hill in Medjugorje — as if to say that the world can no longer be held together by illusion.

Hail Mary, full of Grace.

A Spiritual Tour to Bosnia (Summer Solstice)

If something in you feels this too, even a little bit, then you’ll understand what I’m saying here. Although there is so much going on in the world, the time feels now — not later, or when things settle. Now.

The world doesn’t need more noise. It needs prayer, forgiveness and presence. It needs the Mother’s heart.

And maybe that’s the invitation for all of us.

With love,
Dehyana.

Mary was not just the mother of Jesus — she was his first teacher. She held him in her womb, shaping his consciousness before he ever took a breath, and continued to guide him as he grew. She came from a lineage of women who were trained in the sacred — women of the heart, the womb, and deep inner knowing. Mary was one of them. A priestess of love. And she didn’t just raise a teacher…she awakened women to remember that they are teachers too.

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