A wondrous vision appeared in the sky: a woman clothed with the radiance of the sun, the moon resting beneath her feet, and a crown of twelve stars adorning her head. She stood in the fullness of her divine feminine power, the embodiment of wisdom, grace, and the creative force of the universe. She carried within her the promise of new life, the birth of a consciousness that would transform the world.
The woman labored in the pains of birth, not as a punishment but as a sacred process, for bringing forth new life requires the release of old energies. Her cries were echoes of humanity’s longing for liberation, the call to awaken to love and truth.