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Sacred Tears

  • Laura
  • 3 days ago
  • 2 min read

Yesterday afternoon, I was taking a break watching television when I felt something stirring in me. Tears rolled down my face. Not dramatic tears, quiet tears gently rolling down my cheeks. It was cathartic, therapeutic, and a different kind of release. Not an all-out bawling when something upsets you kind of cry. A soothing cry, if that makes any sense. I was feeling off at the beginning of the week, which happens from time to time during this Fire Horse attunement, but these tears—these tears were serene. It’s like they knew exactly when to come, let go, release, and soothe. I’m not sure what feelings or emotions were attached to them, and I didn’t try or want to figure it out. I just wanted to feel them, deeply. They were needed in that moment. The TV became invisible, and I was in the sensation of feeling the gentleness, the caress, as they rolled down my face like the softest of whispers. Spirit was present with the warmth and comfort of Mother energy. I surrendered to them and was in the midst of the medicine of what I truly needed, being guided. Then they stopped as simply and as gently as they came. Sacred Tears. As I reflect on that short flow, I now know it wasn’t solely about me or the feelings that have been running in the background of my mind; the way an app runs in the background of your phone. It was a collective feeling of everything and everyone. It reminds me of my favorite Rumi quote, “You are not a drop in the ocean, you are the entire ocean in a drop.” Drop the mic now. I felt every word of Rumi’s quote in my Sacred Tears. We are a part of something so much greater than ourselves. We truly are a collective vibrating with a new Universal frequency. The fog of greed, systematic, patriarchal design has cracked wide open, showing its archaic, stale, hierarchical ways—zero frequency. The new wave is here, and we are at a precipice. We may not know what it looks like, feels like, or becomes—but I am convinced that it is authentic, fresh, and free. Those Sacred Tears blessed me with a glimpse of humility and humanity. Soothed me individually and collectively. A beautiful pause of Sacred Tears filled with knowing the not knowing. Trusting it, surrendering to it, and tuning into a new frequency of hope and healing. Be kind to yourself. If you’re not sure what to do next, it’s okay. The not knowing is where the beauty is and will reveal itself when you are ready. Honor the Sacred Tears when they greet you.



 
 
 

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