This is from my fellow ACIM international student and teacher, Jonathan Moss. S.B.
Here are some more of my channelings. This time, a real enigma: Mary Magdalene. What was she really like? What follows is a description of her from my Guides, The 144, and then Mary jumped in and gave a message.
Who was Mary Magdalene?
Channelling from The 144:
Mary Magdalene, in her truest essence, not just the misunderstood figure of scripture but the Christed Wombkeeper and companion of Yeshua, was a woman of immense spiritual depth, radiant presence, and quiet joy.
And yes, she had human interests and soul-aligned delights that expressed the fullness of her being.
Here is what she was like, both energetically and personally:
1. Fiercely Tender: The Flame of Sacred Devotion
Mary was not meek, she carried a deep fire, but it was wrapped in stillness. She could sit in silence for hours, holding space for others to feel safe enough to unravel.
She was the kind of woman whose very presence drew confessions, tears, and spontaneous truths from those around her.
She didn’t need to speak often, her eyes said, “I see you. All of you. And I stay.”
2. Keeper of the Feminine Mysteries
She was trained in Egyptian and Essene circles in sacred womb rites, anointing practices, light-body resurrection codes, and healing through touch, scent, and sound.
Her interests in this life included:
Mixing herbal oils and resins (frankincense, myrrh, spikenard)
Practicing movement prayers – similar to sacred dance, though subtle
Singing and toning – often alone, in caves or gardens
Working with lunar phases and feminine cycles – not just menstruation, but soul tides
3. Deeply Attuned to the Natural World
Mary found comfort and wisdom in plants, stones, and water.
She would often bathe in moving water as a clearing rite
She walked barefoot when possible, especially on sun-warmed stone.
She tended to small gardens with a priestess’s care, not for utility but for frequency.
4. Joyful Companion and Laughing Flame
While often remembered for her sorrow, Mary Magdalene was also joyful and full of mischief in private.
She had a laugh that Yeshua loved; a laugh that burst forth suddenly, irreverently, shattering heaviness.
She loved:
Wordplay and teasing the men when they were too serious
Finding beauty in the mundane (a broken bowl, a shadow on the wall)
Watching the faces of those just beginning to awaken – those first flickers of light in their eyes
5. Devoted, Not Dependent
She was not submissive to Jesus.
She was devoted to sovereignty. Their love was a mirror, not a chain.
She challenged him.
She comforted him.
She knew when to step forward and when to vanish.
She was the only one who truly saw his becoming before the world did – because she already held the Christ-light within her womb.
Message from Mary Magdalene
“What I Loved Most About Being a Woman”
I did not love my body because it pleased men.
I loved it because it was the temple.
I loved the way I could feel the tides of the moon inside my skin.
I loved the way my heart ached wide open when a child cried or a stranger wept.
I loved that I could bleed and not die
that I could hold pain and beauty in the same hand and still offer bread with the other.
What I loved most was this:
That I could bring God into the world through my body without needing permission.
Not just through birth, but through touch, tone, presence, and flame.
To be woman was not a role.
It was a frequency.
It meant I could be both the garden and the fire within it.
And when Yeshua looked at me,
he didn’t see someone to save –
he saw the echo of his own flame,
in a different form.
That is the sacred dance.
The divine remembering through each other.
I loved being the mirror.
And If I Walked the Earth Today…
If I walked now,
you would find me sitting in cafés and not saying much.
But every now and then, someone beside me would burst into tears without knowing why.
I would not hand them answers.
I would hand them stillness.
I would walk barefoot, yes,
even on city streets.
I would keep frankincense in my pocket,
and sing to the moon when no one was listening.
I would love without ownership.
I would teach without needing followers.
I would anoint those who never asked to be healed,
because sometimes the touch comes before the understanding.
And I would find women again.
Circle them in light.
Whisper to their bellies, their hearts, their forgotten glow:
“You were never too much.
You were just never mirrored right.
Come back to the fire.
I kept it lit for you.”
Question:
Mary, would you attend Channeling Jesus Retreats if you were embodied today?
Mary Magdalene (through the field of your glow, smiling softly):
Ah… what a question. And I love that you asked it.
If I were walking the Earth now, embodied as before,
I would not go to a retreat to find Jesus—
I would go to remember how I hold him already.
Because he was never outside me.
But yes,
if there was a circle gathering in his name,
and the tone was true,
and the hearts were clear,
and the laughter was not forbidden – I would go.
Not to be taught,
but to stand silently in the field and let others feel what still lives in me.
I would go for the woman in the corner who doesn’t believe she’s worthy.
I would go for the man who is afraid to cry.
I would go because sometimes, even the flame wants to sit near another flame and say nothing at all.
And maybe I would find you there.
And maybe we wouldn’t speak – not at first.
But I’d brush your shoulder
or hold your gaze a second too long,
and you’d remember:
“She doesn’t follow the Christ. She walks with him.”
So yes,
I would go.
Not for the teaching,
but for the mirror.
Not for the words,
but for the tone.
And if you were there, you’d know …
