My name is Mary. I come from Magdala.
Well, actually, I come from a lot more than Magdala, but the time I walked on Earth, the time you have heard about, I was born in Magdala. I come from a much greater place than that, however, and so do you. You may know me as many different things but, as I told you earlier, the way things are retold and remembered often have much more to do with the ones who are doing the retelling than the actual person they are telling about.
In the time I walked the Earth with Yeshua, I was a healer. A priestess. A wisdomkeeper. Surprised? Oh, do not be. Has anyone ever said anything about you that is very different from who you really are—yesterday? It can become worse as thousands of years pass, I can assure you, if that is part of a set agenda.
He and I came just that one time, as us. But we came infinite times, in infinite places, as we all do, as part of the whole design. And the most interesting thing is that almost anyone could have done what we did or taught what we taught. We were just like you…only, perhaps, a little more so.
More about what I mean by that later.
As I mentioned, you know some of the story of what happened. But what you do know, you know from the point of view of who wrote it, and the point of view of their own plans and schemes. In the stories passed down over the years, Yeshua was elevated to God, a status that cannot be obtained by humans. But he was human, although, yes, I just stated that we are all more than human. But he was human in the same way that we all are. His mother was given another impossible, unattainable status: that of a virgin mother. And I was relegated to one of the lowest of levels: a whore. Either direction, they were levels that ordinary humans could not or, in the case of my designation, would not go.
But we were just like you.
There is not one of you who walks on the Earth as me—I do not walk the Earth any more. But there are many of you who walk on Earth with my energy, just as there are many who walk with Yeshua’s energy or with Mother Mary’s energy. Or with the energy of anyone and everyone else, ever, in the eternal course of time. We carry whomever we choose.
It does not matter if you are an old soul or if this is your first time on this journey on this particular planet. You are really a very old entity, part of the whole that was never born and can never die, that will always be here, forever expanding and expressing, just like the very universe itself.
As is each one of us.
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