{"id":2138,"date":"2024-11-09T17:39:12","date_gmt":"2024-11-09T17:39:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thedivinefeminineapp.com\/blog\/?p=2138"},"modified":"2026-06-03T13:50:17","modified_gmt":"2026-06-03T13:50:17","slug":"the-prophetess","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thedivinefeminineapp.com\/blog\/the-prophetess\/","title":{"rendered":"The Prophetess [An Excerpt]: Her Time Has Come"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Old ways of being that no longer serve had made this world a tinderbox. It’s time to set it aflame with the wild grace of the awakening truth in your hearts.<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

She came like the sun, a disruption to the darkness both natural and alarming to the orientation of the past. She was the deepest bewilderment to those who had for so long used the compass of the old. They had become embedded in the dark, and to them, dawn had become a dream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But the prow of Her ship cut through the long-hung veil of this night. She was a sword of light. She was a balm to everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her ship docked. She didn’t pause, She didn’t wait. Like the sun, She didn’t ask permission to rise. It was time. The bell had run in the hearts. People gathered as She entered the square, pulled by an irresistible attraction to something of the revelation of their own destiny She seemed to hold within Her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She, She, She.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

What was She<\/em>? She was impossible for understanding to contain. She was not a fragment. She was entirety. And She directly and unswervingly spoke to and activated our entirety. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was the Substance of Mystery, The Artisan of the New. The Cartographer of Consciousness. She challenged and confronted everything in our hearts that kept us apart from ourselves and enticed and galvanized us to enter the mapless wildlands of the new frontiers of love – That place our old ideologies could not chart, that place for which the guidance of the past could give us no assurance and the placed toward which we were irresistibly impelled. My God, realized the hearts in the crowd, gaping and stunned, The Authority of Love had returned as a woman – The Prophetess has arrived. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She spoke, and Her voice was a cascade of stars. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I bring in the wings of my chest the time of the end. It is seeded with the time of the new. To enter one is to enter both. The time of the end is the end of the belief of our unworthiness. It is the end of separation. I am here to chart the path from separation to wholeness. This is the age of reclamation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nothing that I bring have you not asked for. I am not here to teach you. I am here to enunciate your knowing, to breathe confidence in to the intimations in your soul I am the manifestation of your hidden prayers. I am here to pour holy oil on your light. Old ways of being that no longer serve had made this world a tinderbox. It’s time to set it aflame with the wild grace of the awakening truth in your hearts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n