The Rage of a Mother Who Still Loves

This post is not polished, it’s not sweet, and it’s not meant to make you comfortable.

It’s a message from the part of me that bleeds with the Earth and burns with the sacred fire of the Mother’s love.

If you’re here, I trust you’re ready to feel it. If not, come back when you are… because this is what it looks like when a woman stops making herself small so others can stay comfortable in the shadows.

As I’ve grown on my spiritual path, I’ve come to understand my role as a representative of the Divine Mother.

Not because I’m special — but because I choose to walk closely with her and am inspired by the love that She is, and to share the truths that give life.

One of the truths I’ve held back — as I’ve been distilling its source — is the rage I feel at the collective state of things.

It’s dire.

And if there’s anything I’ve learned about rapid transformation, it’s this: It takes a certain level of bravery to face what’s in the shadows.

We’ve been trained — by Hollywood, cartoons, horror movies — to fear what’s in the dark.

Even weather and nature documentaries carry an undercurrent of warning: that the wild will turn on us at any moment.

And religion tells us our hearts are too dark to understand. That we’re born corrupted. That we need outside help to save us from ourselves.

So we run.

We run from our own power

And run into the arms of anyone willing to tell us what to do.

Never realizing that this is exactly what the dark forces want: Our life force energy trapped in fear, harvested and directed to uphold a false matrix.

But here’s what shadow work really is: It’s bringing the light of your awareness into the dark spaces.

It’s looking at what’s been obstructing your path, causing you pain, hiding from your sight — and then making a new choice.

Many haven’t learned this skill yet. So in their unconsciousness, they siphon off the light and growth from others — taking the fruits others have grown in the dark, without ever learning how to grow their own.

This is the heartbeat of patriarchy.

An energy that refuses to acknowledge and respect its sources of life.

That takes without regard to consequence — to others, or even to itself.

It’s addicted to short-term gains.

Blind to the truth that this kind of taking doesn’t just destroy the source — it destroys the taker too.

And the worst part?

They could have had it all..

Had they chosen harmony with nature instead of domination.

Had they chosen reverence instead of extraction.

Women are starting to really fucking get this.

Because we’ve been on the brunt end of the taking.

Drained.

Used up.

Worn out.

Discarded.

And then hated for having nothing left to give —

And hated again for not being grateful for the mother fucking abuse we’ve endured.

Yes. That’s the true definition of mother fucking: Raping the Mother of her resources, then despising her for being depleted.

That’s where we are, collectively — fucked over by a mother-fucking patriarchy designed by men to control women, children, and the Earth’s abundance.

They do not love us.

And they do not love themselves.

And we no longer care if your God says he’s love

When everything done in his name is violent toward women, children, and nature.

We don’t care if you say you’re love

When the daily actions we endure are anything but, and all we get are mother fucking excuses why, or, “it’s not all of us”.

Well it is all of us women and children.

It is all of nature suffering.

And the common denominator here is the mother-fucking patriarchy!

This is the crossroads:

Do we keep choosing the mother fuckers who refuse to look into their own shadows? Who refuse to look at the impacts of the structures that have been built?

Or do we choose ourselves?

It was never meant to be a choice between one or the other.

We were meant to choose ourselves and each other.

But that is not the reality patriarchy has given us.

Right now, it feels like the Mother is initiating a cosmic abortion.

What is a natural abortion, anyway? It happens when either the mother’s body or the baby is not viable for life.

The body feels it and it rejects.

That’s where we are, collectively.

Rejecting our own creation because how we are being treated is not viable for life. and how they are choosing to live is not viable to co-create with.

And that’s where the rage finally settles in.

Because we didn’t want this choice.

We never wanted to have to choose between life or death.

But this is the mother fucking patriarchy we’ve been forced to live under — the one that forced women into survival mode, and ironically, inspired us to do our shadow work.

Because we were being so harmed, we had to go into the dark and find out why.

And now that we see the truth?

We can’t unsee it.

We have done too much work to become who we are.

There.

Is.

NO.

Going.

Back.

To.

How.

Things.

Were!

And the most painful part is: not everyone desires to love us back.

They want access.

They want our light.

They want our creations.

But they do not want to contribute.

They do not want to learn how to generate their own power.

They want us on tap — submissive to the taking.

Because the harsh truth is: not everyone loves you, they love the benefit of you.

Just like the patriarchy: it loves the benefits that women, children, and nature provide.

But it does not love them back.

And a system built on unreciprocated taking is a system on its way to death.

The sacrificial model — the one that kills life in order to keep living — is ending.

Reciprocity will always win in the long run. because you cannot destroy life indiscriminately and expect to live.

Your resources will dry up. and then you’ll either learn to live… or you’ll die. And we’re seeing this unravel, right now, in the DNA of the collective.

Don’t think for one second that the physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual dis-ease we experience isn’t connected to this mother fucking abuse — because it absolutely is.

We are living out the consequences of our own judgment calls.

Mother Nature’s law is clear:

Live as one, or die.

The death might not be instant —

But it shows up as chronic illness,

Relational collapse,

Money struggles,

Repetitive accidents,

Emotional breakdowns.

A constant state of crisis management.

You cannot grow to your full potential when your soil is diseased, your roots are starved, and your fruit is rotting.

We must cut out the disease to live.

And for many, that will look like choosing the sickness — choosing the old way.

But for those of us who understand the laws of life?

We are choosing to disengage those connections

Because what we are really choosing is life.

What does living in reciprocity actually

 look like?

It looks like honoring those who’ve gone before you.

Those who’ve nourished you.

Those who have held the light when you were in the dark.

It looks like giving back with your words, with your energy, with your actions — so the exchange stays alive, not extractive.

It takes energy to give.

And if you’ve taken and grown from someone’s energy?

Return it.

That’s how we rebuild.

That’s how we thrive.

That’s how we live.

So what now?

Start by looking in the mirror.

Look in your own face — your own shadow — and see what’s asking to be loved, reclaimed, and healed.

This is the invitation of my Face Reading Gift Exchange.

I’m offering my best to show you how see yourself clearly — your inherited patterns, your soul’s blueprint, and your untapped power.

If you’re ready to stop giving your life force to systems that drain you, and start living in sacred exchange, this is your moment.

Bring your full self. Honor the ones who’ve held you. Nourish what’s nourished you.

That’s how we rebuild. That’s how we rise. That’s how we return to life.