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When the Grids Fall: Trusting the Divine Mother Within

Yesterday, as I opened the field to share about my Divine Mother Transmission session offering, something rare and symbolic unfolded around me.


Shortly after posting, a surge in the electrical grids here in Portugal, Spain, and parts of France caused a widespread collapse of power, internet, and external connection. For almost twelve hours, we were without the usual supports many have come to depend on.


In the midst of this, I felt a strong, unwavering center open inside me... a trust that was not built on circumstances, but on the living presence of the Divine Mother within.


As the external grids failed, I could feel the internal grid of love and sustenance growing stronger, carrying me, holding those around me—including when we gathered later as a soul family community—and reminding me of what is truly stable.


Earlier that day, I had felt the living currents of Divine Mother weaving through me, ready to be shared with others and especially the woman I was going to meet with in a Divine Mother session.

As the power fell away, it felt as though the outer world mirrored what was quietly shifting inside—a call to move from dependence on outer forms to trust in the inner temple.


Later, as a swarm of wasps—hundreds of them—suddenly crossed the valley near where I was sitting at our outside altar, I could feel the movement of deeper energies stirring. Not in fear, but in awe of what was unfolding. The wasps felt like living messengers, moving the energy—not attacking, but announcing:


"A deep energetic shift is occurring. The old structures are being stirred. Stay centered."


While the visible cause of yesterday’s collapse is being called a "rare energy surge," those who feel into the deeper layers know that darker agendas often move beneath the surface—seeking to create instability, fear, and deeper dependency on external systems.


Yet Divine Mother offers a different response: not fear, not reactivity, but a return to the living center within.


When we live in trust, when we root our sustenance in Love itself rather than in fragile outer forms, we answer these dark movements not with resistance, but with radiance.


The embodied trust of the Divine Mother is not naive. It sees what moves in shadow, but it chooses to remain rooted in what cannot be shaken.


There may be parts in each of us where we have leaned too heavily on 3D structures outside of ourselves for stability, for nourishment, for a sense of home, for our "fuel" and food sources, for our entertainment.


There may be quiet invitations arising now to notice where trust has been placed outward, rather than inward, and to reclaim it now at even deeper levels.


You may feel called to ask: Where does my trust still live outside of me? Where am I still waiting for something external to complete what is already whole within me?


Divine Mother does not judge these places or parts of you. She only invites you, with endless tenderness, to come closer to the wellspring that never runs dry inside you.


This is not a demand, but a quiet beckoning. Not a burden, but a homecoming.


If your heart feels a stirring, a soft longing to come closer to the heart of Love, there is a space waiting for you in Her heart.


You are already being called, not through urgency, but through remembrance. When you are ready to be held, to be seen, to rest in the arms of Love that has never left you, the door is open.


There is nothing you need to fix, achieve, or prove. Only a gentle leaning into what has always been yours.


If you feel the soft breath of the Divine Mother moving through these words, you are already closer than you realize.


The invitation is simple: Come home to what has never left you.


With Love,

Divine Mother and Jelelle More info to join us live or receive the replay by donation for our upcoming Divine Mother Transmission Sunday Service over zoom with guided meditation bridge to Her energies.


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