When Jesus said, “Follow me,” he wasn’t strolling toward pearly gates—he was stepping into the fire of this world’s suffering. He didn’t ascend first; he descended. Into poverty. Into pain. Into the places religious leaders avoided. He wasn’t escaping hell—he was working to transform it into heaven. And he called us to do the same.
But somewhere along the way, between ego and empire, between doctrine and dominance, between the lust for power and the fear of change—we got lost.
Men, women, and children… forgotten. Reduced to roles. Silenced for being different. Marginalized for the very gifts that made them divine.
We inherited a broken map from those who came before us. A map written in conquest, not compassion. In hierarchy, not harmony. In control, not connection.
It is time we stop worshiping the past as sacred just because it’s old.
It is time we stop pretending that going backward will move us forward.
Reclaim yourself.
Not the self that was shaped by shame or shoulds, but the sacred spark within you that has always whispered, “You were made for more.”
We are not fixed by cults. We are not saved by churches obsessed with sin but blind to suffering.
We are healed when we come together.
Not in sameness, but in sacred difference.
Not in hatred, but in love that sees through the fear.
Insight:
What if salvation isn’t an escape plan—but a return to who we truly are?
What if “the kingdom of heaven is within you” wasn’t poetry—but prophecy?
We have the power to rebuild what empire broke. Not through force—but through radical love. Through truth. Through choosing to see the divine in one another.
Let this be our rebellion:
To love instead of hate.
To include instead of exclude.
To follow Jesus—not into heaven, but into humanity.
🌿 “You carry the divine spark—let it speak.”
🌿 “Gnosis begins when we are honest—with ourselves and each other.”