They’ve used trauma to control us and the media has been a key tool for this.

What does trauma do?

It puts us in fight-or-flight mode. Survival mode. That mode where we humans will do anything to protect our perceived safety.

Even attack our loved ones.

On a daily basis.

Trauma degrades our ability to sit in heart center. It pulls us down down down, even below root, leaving us feeling exposed and vulnerable like a newborn splayed on a cold table.

Breaks a mama’s heart to see. To feel.

It is time now we take a look at this. Time to take a look at how our trauma controls us, blinds us, finds us lost in the seas of our own emotions, unable to see through the splashing to feel anyone around us…

Trauma injures compassion.

But compassion can heal trauma.

My heart breaks when I see the world and so I’ve found my own distant placement where I can observe while avoiding the crossfire.

This trauma culture…poverty culture…worker bee culture….of trauma as our childhood norms, trauma as our entertainment, trauma as our primary and most shared language, trauma as our racial heritage….

It is not natural, it is created. Intentionally.

I see a deep deep deep deep need for us humans to remember and reconnect with Compassion. Oh, Family, we’re going to need it so much in the coming times… But we are so hurt. So hurt and we are going to be even more hurt, and many of us humans, well, when we are hurt, our compassion becomes even more dull.

But there is a different way and I believe this is part of why we are all experiencing this together at this time. We are cleansing the very very aggressive social programming that has our hearts closed down, and we will have to find our way back to compassion through it. In fact, compassion IS the the other side of it.

So this is what we are to master now, Loves: compassion in the face of pain. Compassion in the excruciatingness of facing who we are. Compassion to our loved ones because they’re going through it, too. Compassion to our children because they’re going through it, too. Compassion to our neighbors because they’re going through it, too.

What we’re moving into is no time for lashing out in pain. Pushing people away in fear. Please lets not turn this into an excuse to riot and harm one another. Please. Let’s not perpetuate their reign any longer than we need to get the fuck off their shit.

No. If lashing out and pushing away are your coping mechanisms, look at them now. Challenge them. And decide whether or not that’s really in your best interest. Is it really keeping you safe? Loved?

And this is the point: compassion is your medicine. As you sink into accepting this pain, because we have to, remember compassion. Remember compassion to yourself first. If you can respond to your own pain with compassion and not blame or guilt or hold onto resentment, but when you can tend to your own heart with the love of a mother nursing an injured child, then you will offer out this same compassion to those around you.

We are in this together. We need one another now more than ever. We will not be able to survive this with any grace or sanity without compassion for and from one another and ourselves.

Begin practicing now. How can we bring compassion more into our experience? What IS compassion? How can you help your children EXPERIENCE compassion?

~ Channeled Message from Cosmic Womb via Astara Solae ~

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I created 13MOONS Magazine to resurrect the sacred feminine in Stories and Art. As a Seeress who'd worked directly with Oshun, Yemaya, Oya, and other earlier Goddesses, I noticed a stark difference in these energies and those of later iterations, such as Venus and Aphrodite. It is like parts of these beings were stripped away. Whether to fit the fashion of culture or men, I'll leave for you to decide, but this just didn't sit right with my spirit. And so I dreamed of a platform which would amplify the real voice of the feminine - Stories and Art created by actual women from our perspective, without apology. And here we are.I am called Astara, a name I received during meditation, meaning Little Sirius. I am here to draw down the energy of Ast, also known as Auset, Isis, and the latest: Mother Mary, truly just a hint of the Original anymore. I am here to Remember and to help Remind us of who we are as women, who we are beneath patriarchal whitewashing and power politics as religion. I am here to Remind us of the wisdom we hold within each of our cells which we have mistakenly (and blasphemously) called our meat suit. I am a Sensual Fluency Educator and Tranceworker, offering tools I've channeled from my own body to help you connect with yours. Reach out anytime if you'd like to hear more.

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