Posted in About Lauri, Divine Revelation, Mary Magdalene, Mystics, teachers

Magdalene at the Front Door – The Dream that Started it All

Today’s blog continues my experiment with Hildegard of Bingen medicine – sharing my visions in the hopes of supporting the healing and release of 9 months of migraines, panic attacks, vertigo and other things! In today’s blog, I share the dream that started it all….the dream in which Mary Magdalene came knocking at my front door.

Mary Magdalene by Dana Lumby
Mary Magdalene by Dana Lumby

It’s been so many years since I was visited upon by “the dream that started it all”… that I can’t even be sure of the exact date, or even the year, but I know that it was when my children were quite young – 2 and 4 years old respectively, I think, and it was when their father and I were still together. The dream took place in the home in which we were living – a lavender, story-and-a-half  Victorian cottage with a wrap-around front porch and two “front” doors – one on the front of the house that entered directly into the formal living room and the other on the side of the house which entered into the sitting room.  The latter was the door we used to enter and exit the home and the door we thought of as “the front door.”

In the dream, I dreamed that I was sleeping beside my husband in our second floor bedroom and our children were fast asleep in their respective rooms, only feet away from our own. I was “awakened” from my sleep (in the dream) by a knocking at the front door of the house.  I “woke up” (while still in the dream) and got out of bed.  I walked out of our bedroom and down the hall to the stairs.  I descended the stairs which emptied into the sitting room.  The room was dimly lit and as I gazed across the room at the front door, I could see a hooded figure standing on the other side of the curtained window of the front door, standing just beneath the brightly lit porch light.  I “heard” a voice say, “Open the door.” Strangely unafraid, I went to the door and opened it as I had been asked.  Standing on the other side was a woman about my height – or maybe a little taller – with long, dark, curling hair, wearing a dark red hooded cloak.  The hood of the cloak was pulled up over the crown of her head casting a shadow over her face so I couldn’t quite make out her features. Her face was gazing down toward something she held in her hands.  I followed her gaze and saw that in her hands she held a smallish wooden chest crafted in dark, weathered wood.  The wooden chest looked ancient, but well cared-for.  She held the wooden chest out toward me and as my hands reached out to receive it, the curved lid of the box opened.

Inside the box, lying on a bed of purple velvet, was my own heart. As I took the box with my heart in it from her hands, a rush of images filled my mind – images of Snow White, the evil queen, the box that was to contain Snow White’s heart, a half-bitten apple, the Son of a King, and the kiss that awakened the sleeping princess.

Then I looked into the eyes of the woman in the red cloak and saw that the woman looking back at me was me. In silent words I heard her say, “I Am the Magdalene,” strangely something I had known all along.

 

 

Posted in church, Discernment, Gifts of Contemplation, Jesus, Mary Magdalene, Oneness with God, Spiritual Practices, Truth, women

The Lost Treasures of Christianity

Sunday morning for my meditation practice, I decided to journey around a specific question that I am currently discerning.  What came through the journey ended up being much more for the world than for myself specifically.  As such, I am sharing it here.  The message is about the lost treasures of Christianity and our invitation to reclaim them.

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Sleeping Jesus

In the journey, I entered into the world I go to when looking for answers.  Jesus met me there and as soon as I arrived, he collapsed to the ground and was in a deep, deep sleep,  I tried to wake him, shaking him, calling out his name.  I looked up and Mary Magdalene was sitting beside him with her hand on his shoulder.  She shook her head as if to say, “He will not be awakened.  I will stay with him here while you seek the answer to your question.”  So I reluctantly left, worried about why Jesus would be sleeping and unable to be awakened.

The Search

As I began my journey, I found myself in a dark and terrifying forest.  I felt myself surrounded by fear, evil creatures and terrifying spirits.  I wanted to run, but found I had to search.  I walked and walked and walked until I was drawn to the base of an ancient tree.  I was guided to dig.  I dug at the base of the tree and buried deep within the earth in a tangle of rotting wood was the Sacred Heart of Jesus.  I picked it up and next found myself scaling a rock wall – a ninety degree, sheer faced wall of a high cliff.  I climbed until I reached the top where I discovered an enormous bald eagle’s nest.  The mother eagle was there with her young and in her talon, she clutched a solid gold skeleton key.  She handed me the key, then took me up in her wings and flew me to the nearest ocean where she dropped me.  I swam to the deepest part of the ocean where a blue whale held out her fin to me.  She took me deeper into the sea and led me to an enormous oyster, wide open to reveal a glimmering pearl.  She instructed me to take the pearl.  I was now carrying the Sacred Heart of Jesus, a solid gold key and a glimmering pearl.  Whale swam me up to the surface of the sea and to the nearest beach.  On the beach, there were a myriad of couples making love.  “Sacred Sexuality” was the word that I heard.  Before I could blink, I immediately found myself in the center of a glorious, lush and vividly green garden.  In the center of the garden was one single rose in a soft and delicate shade of pink.  When I glanced down into my hands, I found the rose was there.  I then found myself guided to return to Mary Magdalene and Jesus.  I approached Jesus, still sleeping, with my treasures – his Sacred Heart, the solid gold key, the glimmering pearl, the rose and the term, sacred sexuality. As I placed the treasures before him, he awakened and looked up at me with a smile of gratitude.  He reached up and we embraced.  He then gently kissed me, took Mary Magdalene by the hand, and together they walked away.

The Lost Treasures

I exited the journey feeling confused and unsure what to make of what transpired.  I brought these questions into my prayer, and over the course of the day, the deeper meaning of the journey was revealed.

Jesus Asleep

A Jesus that is asleep and unable to be awakened represents what has happened to Jesus and his true message over the course of the past 2000 years.  The Jesus that walked this earth, who set captives free, gave sight to the blind, fed the hungry, clothed the naked, healed the sick, welcomed sinners, prayed, preached, judged not, loved without condition, and taught others to do the same has been put to sleep. Instead, we are left with a Jesus of someone else’s making.

The terrifying forest and the Sacred Heart

The terrifying forest represents the fears of man that have tainted Jesus’ message and twisted his word to meet someone else’s agenda for power and control.  The unconditional love that Jesus knew in God, came to know within himself and tried to share with others, represented by Jesus’ Sacred Heart has been buried and left for dead.

The solid gold key

The solid gold key is the key to the kingdom –  the authentic teachings of Jesus that showed human beings how to REMEMBER the love that they are in union with God.  It is in remembering this love – the love of God that dwells within them and seeks to be known through them – that human beings discover heaven on earth and understand Jesus’ reminder that the kingdom of God is here, in our very midst, if we but have eyes to see and ears to hear.

The glimmering pearl

The pearl represents wisdom.  Wisdom – knowledge and understanding arising out of a direct experience of God found in contemplation and prayer and and informed by observing the Presence and Action of God in the unfolding of the human condition.  Wisdom, the knowledge that compels obedience to God because through wisdom we know that God’s way is better than any way we could have chosen for ourselves – if we but take the time to listen and hear God’s guidance for our lives.

The Rose

The rose is the feminine principle and how it is manifest in the Divine Feminine in the Hebrew tradition, and lived out in the holy women of scripture.  In the Christian tradition, the feminine principle was lived out in the persons of Mother Mary, Martha, Mary of Bethany, Mary of Magdala, Salome, the Samaritan woman, the Syrophoenician woman, the woman caught in adultery, and many others and then quickly left behind in favor of the hierarchical and patriarchical.

Sacred Sexuality

The human body and sexuality – both created as sacred by God and demonized by fearful humans.  Supplanted, repressed, and coming out sideways in the Church in sins against the weak and the vulnerable – especially women and children.

Reclaiming the Treasures

It is time to reclaim the treasures of Christianity – unconditional love and compassion, the authentic and original teachings of Jesus, wisdom uncovered through contemplation and prayer and exercised through discernment, the feminine principle and sacred sexuality.  And when we reclaim these sacred treasures, the true Jesus will be awakened and not only the Church but the world will be made anew.

 

 

Posted in About Lauri, Initiation, Inspiration, world changes

Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream

Today’s blog steps outside my normal fray.  I had a really powerful dream last night that I at first intended to share with a few close intimates, but then one of my teachers (DK) suggested that I should share it with the world as it might have meaning for others too.  So…..here goes.

The Dream

In the dream, I am in a house.  My sense is that it is my home, but not the house I am currently living in.  I hear the doorbell ring and rush to the door thinking it might be the person I was looking for in the dream just before this one.  I peer out the square window at the top of the white door and there is nobody there.  What I see is a square screen porch and beyond the porch an ENORMOUS vehicle of sorts.  When pressed, I described it as looking like the Jawa droid transport from Star Wars Episode 4 (the original Star Wars to me!).  I decide to open the door and when I do, I see that there is still nobody there, but I feel an ENORMOUS, Expansive energy……an energy like the air we breath, but with a different feel to it.  the energy feels safe, strong, comforting, confident, powerful and filled with love.  I acknowledged the energy.  Next, I feel my mouth opening (not of my accord) and in one HUGE swoosh, the energy I feel outside the house enters into me through my mouth and fills me.  The sense I had was like a baby receiving its first breath of life.  I was not inhaling, however, the energy was being put into me.  And then, I woke up.

Up for Interpretations

I cannot even begin to interpret this dream other than to acknowledge that upon waking today, I felt differently.  I felt a deeper sense of calm, purposefulness, contentment and strength.   The word that keeps coming up for me as I reflect on the dream is REBIRTH.  So, perhaps it is as simple as that and if that is what it is, then I embrace it wholeheartedly!  Thanks for listening and if this dream speaks to you…..please share your thoughts!

Lauri Lumby

http://yourspiritualtruth.com

PS:  Mandala above available at:  http://www.zazzle.com/dream_house_mandala_print_poster-228960009942851957

Posted in Authentic Freedom

Living Authentic Freedom – even in Divorce

I owe a debt of thanks to my blog readers for calling me out on my vagueness in Monday’s blog.  To set the record straight and eliminate any temptation to be vague – my husband and I are divorcing….hence the house search.  “Professional boundaries” tell me I should not share personal things on my blog…..but when I find myself confronted with the very fears that I have been called to help others heal, I sense that transparency, rather than “professional boundaries” may be what is called for.  I must also admit my own resistence to waving the flag of my own vulnerabilities for all the world to see.  So……here goes.

As we are moving through this process of redefining a nearly 20 year relationship, which in this case is calling for divorce, I find myself confronted daily with the very fears I am called to help others heal.  These are the spiritual fears that I outline in my Authentic Freedom classes, help clients name in private sessions and will be revealed in my book, Authentic Freedom – Claiming a life of contentment and joy.  So….here are the fears I’m being forced to face, confront and be open to having healed:

There is not enough – Ok, this is a biggie.  Is there enough money?  How will our needs for food, clothing, shelter, safety, healthcare, insurance, etc. etc. etc. be met on my current salary?  Will the resources be present to increase that income to meet the needs listed above?  Will we find and be able to afford the house that we need to meet our needs?  The list goes on and on and on…

I will not be able to bring forth life that will persist:  How will I be able to continue to use my gifts in a way that will not only support the life of others, but will also support the needs of my family?  Are my gifts of value?  Are they worthy of compensation?  Will the life I dream of actually come to fruition?  How will I maintain a healthy balance of work, play, creative endeavors, etc.

I can’t  Can I actually do this?  Will I have the courage to stay the course and continue on this path when I know it is the right thing?  Can I continue to share my ministry in the world? 

I am not loved or am unworthy of love – HHHMMMMM   I might save reflection on this one for later…..

I am not free to express my truth – Choosing to divorce has been very much a part of standing in truth…..and there is that lingering fear of the potential backlash of standing in our truth.  How will others receive this decision?  What “friendships” will decide to leave?  How do I respond to people’s reactions to the divorce?  How do I remain transparent without giving away those things I need to carry close to my heart (like the whys and reasons for the divorce).   What about the kids?

I do not know (my truth, my path) – I think I moved through this fear in FINALLY coming to the place of acknowledging that divorce was the right thing and would in the end be the most life-giving decision for all.  However, there is still that lingering doubt, “what if this is all one big mistake? What if I didn’t try hard enough?  What if I discerned incorrectly?”  I know this is simply temptation, but that lingering thoughts are there nonetheless.

I am alone.    Divorce has the potential for being a VERY lonely process.  It is easy to get sucked into victimhood and martyrdom.  It is also easy to slip into the place of helpless despair when looking at all the other fears above.  This is where I have to remember that there is a Divine Source (God) who is assisting me through this process and that I am in the company of all the other men and women who have blazed this trail before me.

So, there you have it!  These are my fears….and these are the universal spiritual fears that we all face at some time in our journey.  In the work that I do, I have been called to help others to name and acknowledge these fears as active in their lives and I offer the tools that help them to be healed of, or at least transcend these fears so that they can live a life of greater contentment and joy.  Now, here is the irony…..I am being forced, in a very real sense, to face these fears myself and put into practice the very tools I promise to be effective.  Ha….God is very funny and has a sick sense of humor.   The good news is that it is only because of the spiritual tools and practices I teach that I am able to move through this process at all and in doing so, realizing the fruits of this practice through all the miracles, gifts and blessings that have come by entering fully into this process and embracing the spiritual lessons that I now have the opportunity to learn.  So while I am forced to confront these fears, I am blessed by the healing and tranformation that are coming through this process.  It is for this that I am now grateful. 

Lauri Lumby

Authentic Freedom Ministries

http://www.authenticfreedom.net