Divine Love Can Heal the Planet
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How the Earth is Crying for More Divine Unions
It started as just a song.
A random tune that resurfaced in my mind a few days ago — one I hadn’t listened to in years. “Le chant des sirènes” by Fréro Delavega. I used to love it. Something about the melody felt like floating... like longing. I didn’t think much of it at first, just an intuitive urge to revisit an old favorite. I even considered adding it to a post, I just didn't know how I was going to incorporate it into anything.
But today, it hit me.
This song isn’t random.
It’s a message.
The sirens' song... the sense of drifting... the search for something deeper, and sacred — a truth just beneath the surface. It mirrored exactly what I’ve been feeling lately.
The world feels noisy, chaotic, and ungrounded. And beneath it all, there's this deep ache — a cry, almost — not just from within, but from the Earth herself.
She’s calling for something.
Not for more distractions, not for more hustle…But for Divine Union.
The modern dating scene has, somehow, been corrupted. The notion of true love is often dismissed as nothing more than an outdated fairytale — a fantasy that doesn’t belong in our modern world. In fact, there are many who believe that these stories of great love have done more harm than good, especially to women, setting them up for disappointment and placing unrealistic expectations on their partners.
This disillusionment has left many jaded and cynical. Who needs love, they say, when you can have a wild and abundant sex life without the risk of getting hurt — all while climbing the ladder of your successful career?
Don’t get me wrong — I fully support anyone who is working hard to create an impact on this planet and provide abundantly for their loved ones. But balance is needed now, more than ever.
For over a decade, I’ve been quietly (and not so quietly) observing the world — its highs and lows. And lately, if you’ve really been paying attention, you’ve likely noticed: the world feels like it’s crumbling, day by day.
What I’ve come to understand, intuitively and deeply, is this: the state of the world is directly correlated to the love that is generated through Divine Union.
It’s my belief that Divine Union will bring Heaven back to Earth — because the truth is, Heaven and Hell are not mythical places created to scare us into being good.
Heaven and Hell are states of being, created right here on this planet — through human love, or human hate.
And Divine Union… is the epitome of sacred balance between the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine.
Our Modern Models of Divine Union
Growing up, I was taught to revere Jesus as our one true Savior. And while I carry deep respect for his teachings, I’ve come to realize how this narrative shaped a distortion in my own identity as a girl.
We were taught that salvation came through a man — and his twelve male apostles. Meanwhile, Mary Magdalene, often portrayed as a former sinner "saved" by Jesus, was cast in the background — forgiven, but still overshadowed.
As a Catholic girl, this ingrained a subtle belief in me: that my Savior would always be a man, and that men would always hold more spiritual significance than I ever could.
But here’s the part that no one really talks about: it was Mary who first saw Jesus after he resurrected.
She was the first witness of the miracle.
And yet… still, she remains a footnote in the story.
The question is: Why?
Before we dive deeper into who Mary Magdalene truly was, I want to take a moment to reflect on how these ancient archetypes continue to play out in our modern mythology — especially in stories like Smallville and The Matrix.
In both, we’re shown a version of “The One” — Superman/Clark Kent and Neo — a man destined to save the world. But if you're really paying attention, there’s one essential truth that’s quietly revealed beneath the surface: he cannot become the One without the love of his life.
Let’s take Smallville, for example. In the final season, there’s a powerful scene where Clark sacrifices himself — plunging a blue kryptonite dagger into his own chest and falling from a building to stop Zod from not ascending with the Kandorians. Lois finds his body, broken and barely alive, and breaks down in tears. As Clark drifts into a kind of limbo, he finds himself in a quiet cornfield, face-to-face with the wooden cross he was once tied to in high school.
In this dream-space, his father, Zor-El, tells him he was not sent to Earth to be a martyr — but to be a hero. That in sacrificing himself, he left the world vulnerable.
Meanwhile, in the physical world, Lois removes the dagger from his chest. She watches, hidden, as the rays of the sun begin to heal his wounds, and Clark — now fully awakened — speeds off to fulfill his destiny. That was the moment Lois realized the man she loved was also the hero she believed in.
But what’s more powerful is this: while Clark was here to save the world, Lois was here to save him. Without her, he wouldn’t have returned.
Endless kudos to Tom Welling, Erica Durance, and the entire phenomenal cast for breathing such authentic life into their characters. Every performance is layered with depth and emotion—you don’t just watch their journey, you feel it with them.
This theme is echoed again in The Matrix — perhaps even more clearly.
In the first film, we witness Neo gunned down, his body lifeless as the Agents seemingly win. Trinity, watching helplessly from the real world, begins to speak to him — not as a savior, but as a woman in love.
She reveals that the Oracle told her she would fall in love with The One — and because she has fallen in love with Neo, he cannot be dead.
She kisses him.
And in that moment — it is not just his heart that’s revived.
Neo rises. But this time, with new eyes. He awakens fully, now able to see the Matrix for what it is — a web of illusion he can move through with total mastery.
It was through Trinity’s love that Neo was reborn. Her love activated his true power.
And it didn’t stop there. In fact, in the most recent Matrix installment, it’s made explicit:
It was never just about the One. It was the Two of them, together, who became the unstoppable force the Matrix feared most.
To frame the story as only Neo’s is to miss the truth that was always there:
Neo was the key, but Trinity was the ignition. Together, they were the code rewritten.
So if modern myth reveals this power of union... perhaps it’s time we look again at the woman history left in the shadows.
And perhaps the deepest distortion of all lies not in fictional myths, but in the most sacred story ever told — the story of Jesus.
For a long time now, I’ve held a quiet knowing in my heart: Mary Magdalene was not just a follower. Not just a woman forgiven. She was the love of his life.
In my own storytelling, I’ve explored a fictional love story between Jesus and Mary — one that feels anything but fictional. In this version, Jesus sees beyond Mary’s tainted reputation.
He sees her soul.
He forgives her past, not as a savior from above, but as a man in love with the wholeness of her being — light and shadow alike. And in return, she offers him a love no one else could.
He may have been sent to save the world, but she was the one who gave him strength.
And isn’t that what love does? It makes us more of who we are. Helps us see our full potential and have the courage to embody it?
Perhaps it was Mary’s love that helped call forth the divine in him — not as a miracle, but as a mirror.
And it makes me wonder…
Is there a reason the most important women in Jesus’ life were all named Mary?
His mother, Mary — the one who birthed him.
And Mary Magdalene — the one who loved him.
Is there a hidden message in the name “Mary” itself?
Does it echo in the word “marry” — to merge, to unite, to commit?
Is it possible that union — true, sacred union — is the missing piece not just of this story, but of our entire world?
We’ll dive deeper into Mary Magdalene’s true legacy tomorrow, for Muse Wednesday.
But for now, I offer this:
Jesus was not meant to walk this earth alone.
And neither are we.
Divine Union is not just romantic fantasy — it is the medicine that will bring balance to the world, and help us create Heaven on Earth.
To close, I want to share a reading of Lisa Citore’s poem, “If You Want to Change the World, Love One Woman.”
Because if Jesus walked this Earth today,I believe his message wouldn’t be all that different from this one.
A message of Union.
Of devotion.
Of choosing one soul, completely — and through that love, awakening the divine in both.
Let this poem be a prayer.
A remembering.
A seed.
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