The Inner Lover & Truth

More than three months have passed since her arrival and just like a Mother after birth, I have been in my own post-partum bubble celebrating & integrating the layers of what she has brought forth.  The Mother's Temple is not just a structure; she is an altar, a portal, a sanctuary woven into the heartbeat of Our Sorelle.  She whispers the wisdom of the land back to the women who step into her embrace. The Mother’s Temple is the manifestation of coming home to my inner lover. Together we gestated her rising from a revelation of TRUTH.

Through the seasons of Spring, Summer and soon to be Autumn, I rested in this post-partum era as I watched The Mother's Temple settle into the landscape of Our Sorelle—as though she was always meant to be here.  Like the sacred pause that follows birth, I too have surrendered to the quiet rhythm of integration, releasing any impulse to rush. Instead, I have remained present and patient, allowing the masculine and feminine energies required for this mission to dance in harmony. All the while moving around the elements of the sun and rain.

Believe me, this has been a testing time. Asking for the help and mastery required to nurture her into being is much easier than surrendering to the wait for plumbers, electricians and family support to bring The Mother’s Temple into light and readiness. Much like the unfurling of a Mother, I remind myself that The Mother's Temple is not a project to be rushed to completion, but a vessel to be tended to—one that is slowly revealing in all she is here to hold.  For she will only be ready to hold in the capacity that I am ready to give.

The energy of summer has vibrated through my internal Mother archetype as I have found energy to create gardens, spread soil, lay turf and revegetate whilst dancing between tending to pregnant, birthing and postpartum women and caring for my own family. I am reminded amongst this diversity of creation and service, that the New Earth is indeed here. Why would I go back to the old ways?

The Mother’s Temple is a beacon for Mothers. For women. For those who carry the codes of Matriarchy.  She is a return to something ancient, something that has been calling me for lifetimes.  As she roots deeper into the land, I too find myself rooting deeper into my path, my service and the knowing that this is where I was always meant to arrive.

The truth is, it has taken more than money and tradesmen to bring forth the rising of The Mother’s Temple. I cannot begin to touch the depths of this journey—the pre-conception, the gestation, the unseen forces that shaped her into being. A journey that took me on a descent to the underworld returning with a reclamation of power and an emergence into more wisdom.

A journey woven with the contrasts of life.

light and dark

grief and love

letting go and holding on

facing the truth and facing the lies

loss and abundance

solitude and connection

trust and receiving

denial and resistance

asking and giving

tears and laughter

blood and sweat

struggle and ease

destruction and repair

The rising of The Mother’s Temple has been a revelation of TRUTH. A path of awakening, remembering and returning home. Following my passion and expanding my vision beyond the “I” and “we” to the vastness of the collective, the rising of The Mother’s Temple has been a connection with my soul’s purpose. A return to something greater than myself.
 

The past three months have been a beautiful time of nurturing presence as I get to know The Mother’s Temple and what she is calling forth. As she roots deeper into her place on Sorelle, I root deeper into my path. Into my service. Into this knowing—that The Mother’s Temple is here to hold what was always meant to be held. Mothers.

There is more to come. More to unfold. More to be revealed in her presence. I invite you, when the time is right, to step inside and feel her for yourself.