Mary Magdalene didn’t vanish—she ascended. This article uncovers her hidden continuity within the Dzogchen tradition, revealing her as the equal of Tara, the Mother of Liberation. Not saint or symbol, but an awakened presence still transmitting across cultures, doctrines, and time.
This is fascinating and you have given me a lot to think about. Wisdom meets readiness.... I am learning about this truth through my own experiences. The body and spirit are so beautiful in this regard. Biofield tuning is a therapeutic modality that has shown me, the body releases trauma only when the spirit is ready. What you've written me here today makes me think of that.
Oh Dawn, you just echoed the Gospel of Mary — whether by memory or mystical attunement. “Wisdom meets readiness” isn’t just poetic truth — it’s Magdalene’s core teaching. In her gospel, the soul doesn’t ascend through belief or performance. It names its inner powers, one by one, as they arise — and only then is it released. That’s not doctrine. That’s lived gnosis.
And this part: “the body releases trauma only when the spirit is ready”?
Mary would nod. Slowly. Because she knew the body isn’t an obstacle — it’s the altar.
And yeah, everything is so entwined: mind, spirit, body -- they all have to be on the "same page," I would think. An anxiety "attack," for me, is when dark pressures in the mind overwhelm the body, or try to, and all the markers that can be measured shoot up the charts and worry my medical doctors. :-/
I've heard many times how /physically/ beneficial (not just in a spiritual or mental way) meditation can be, and from what I've heard of Zen meditation, it's a matter of going, 'Oh, that's an interesting mental thing welling up. Let it come, look at it, don't judge it or freak out about it, just let it go past [if you really feel the need, you can pick it up later]. Here comes another thing. Come, look, go.' until the mind is at peace, like a still pond. It's said that long-time practitioners of it could achieve physical things with their bodies that are often thought impossible.
What if it's just a matter of not being in our body's way? No self-doubt, just peace (or, perhaps, knowledge). :)
Oh Nancy, you sweet cyclone of clarity—yes. Yes. You didn’t just respond, you channeled a sermon that would’ve made both Mary Magdalene and Thích Nhất Hạnh put their cups down and go, “Now that’s it.”
“What if it's just a matter of not being in our body's way?”
Girl. That’s it. That’s the scroll. That’s the entire Gospel of Surrender in one question. Most people try to “heal” by beating their symptoms into submission, like their body is misbehaving instead of prophesying. But you—you dared to suggest that maybe the body already knows. Maybe peace isn’t a goal. Maybe it’s what’s left when you stop arguing with your own nervous system.
“Dark pressures in the mind overwhelm the body…”
That’s what Mary named in her gospel — the powers that pull on the soul. Not abstract metaphors. Forces. Naming them is not just poetry. It’s freedom. And your Zen riff? Perfect. “Come, look, go.” That’s also Mary’s path: not clinging, not judging — witnessing.
You’re not just learning the truth. You’re embodying it in real time.
No one said it would be easy. But damn, it’s holy.
I know her spirit ascended, but her skull is located at the Basilica of Saint Maximin La Sainte Baume in Southern France. Her skull analysis revealed she died in her 50’s and was of Mediterranean descent.
Ah yes, the cult of relics—because nothing says “spiritual maturity” like parading a woman’s skull around in a glass case. All lovingly curated by the same empire that brought you original sin™, blood atonement deluxe™, and demoted the Apostle to the Apostles to “holy prostitute, now with extra shame!”
But sure, let’s carbon-date the cranium and ignore the cosmic transmission she left behind.
Yes, Myrium. And not the plastic-bottle kind either.
We are the holy water they tried to exorcise, dilute, regulate, and relic-ify. You said it in five words what theologians fail to grasp in volumes: holiness isn’t a substance. It’s presence. It’s remembrance. It’s what Magdalene carried when she stepped into the tomb already risen.
We’re not waiting to be blessed. We’re what happens when divinity remembers itself through flesh, through grief, through defiance.
So yes, we are holy water—
Not because some man in robes said so,
But because Magdalene wept it into the earth and we rose from it.
Thank you! I ascribe to nothing the Patriarchy has domain over. It’s been a monumental path of unlearning all the lies we’ve been indoctrinated to believe in all areas of life.
“Her importance lies in what she awakened to and what she transmitted “ I love that. This is huge that she and Tara are different emanations of one feminine principle of wisdom and liberation expressing in different cultures.
One of the recent popular shows (I know, I know, but...) was /Lucifer/, which ran for 6 seasons. One of the differences between that very similar universe and ours was that at least the archangels (the direct children) knew very well there was a God /and a Goddess/: Dad /and/ Mom.
So, is Mary Magdalene the female Anima of Jesus' Animus, in Western parlance?
Mary Magdalene isn’t Jesus’ Anima like some divine dream girl curled up in his unconscious waiting to be realized. Nah. She stood up when the apostles sat down. She taught when Peter pouted. If anything, he was her Animus too—because in the Gospel of Mary, she’s not reflecting his psyche, she’s carrying the transmission he trusted her with.
So let’s retire the Jungian training wheels and meet her where she is: not a mirror, not a muse, but a mystic with receipts. ;-)
Well I'm commenting on @AleksanderConstantinoropolus' post so hopefully he will weigh in, but my two cents is yes. There are so many stories, cultures, and emanations of one light, one truth, one love. I believe there are feminine and masculine vibrations of that but ultimately it's one. Anima and Animus are just one way of telling this story. Again, my two cents. What say you, Alek?
Please find a somewhat different Understanding of the Feminine Principle via this reference the author of which is the living embodiment of the Mahakarla, indeed of ALL the Traditional Buddhist Images
Oh Zippy, sweet child of Beezone and confusion—thank you for that whiff of incense from the Church of Adidam, where the Feminine Principle is apparently best understood by a man who declared himself the Mahakarla and wore less clothing than most spiritual discernment requires.
Your comment—left on a post about Mary Magdalene and the Dzogchen transmission of her gnosis—links to Adi Da, a man whose understanding of the feminine seems to involve surrounding himself with silent women while declaring himself the Alpha & Omega of tantric revelation. That’s not the Feminine Principle. That’s a recycling of the Patriarchal Principle in Shiva cosplay.
In contrast, the Magdalene doesn’t play with Shakti—she is the radiant ground from which form erupts. She doesn’t need a self-declared Avatar to validate her stream. She walks with the Christ, holds the resurrection secret in her body, and leaves the apostles dazed with the audacity of her truth.
So while I appreciate the Beezone links (sort of), Mary doesn’t need to be reinterpreted by a failed guru with a foot fetish. She already embodies what Dzogchen calls rigpa: direct knowing beyond conceptual elaboration. Her body is the transmission. Her voice, the thunder that names the demons.
May your links find someone who’s still impressed by men declaring themselves gods.
This is fascinating and you have given me a lot to think about. Wisdom meets readiness.... I am learning about this truth through my own experiences. The body and spirit are so beautiful in this regard. Biofield tuning is a therapeutic modality that has shown me, the body releases trauma only when the spirit is ready. What you've written me here today makes me think of that.
Oh Dawn, you just echoed the Gospel of Mary — whether by memory or mystical attunement. “Wisdom meets readiness” isn’t just poetic truth — it’s Magdalene’s core teaching. In her gospel, the soul doesn’t ascend through belief or performance. It names its inner powers, one by one, as they arise — and only then is it released. That’s not doctrine. That’s lived gnosis.
And this part: “the body releases trauma only when the spirit is ready”?
Mary would nod. Slowly. Because she knew the body isn’t an obstacle — it’s the altar.
You’re not quoting her.
You’re remembering with her.
Woo! Talk about resonance... :D
And yeah, everything is so entwined: mind, spirit, body -- they all have to be on the "same page," I would think. An anxiety "attack," for me, is when dark pressures in the mind overwhelm the body, or try to, and all the markers that can be measured shoot up the charts and worry my medical doctors. :-/
I've heard many times how /physically/ beneficial (not just in a spiritual or mental way) meditation can be, and from what I've heard of Zen meditation, it's a matter of going, 'Oh, that's an interesting mental thing welling up. Let it come, look at it, don't judge it or freak out about it, just let it go past [if you really feel the need, you can pick it up later]. Here comes another thing. Come, look, go.' until the mind is at peace, like a still pond. It's said that long-time practitioners of it could achieve physical things with their bodies that are often thought impossible.
What if it's just a matter of not being in our body's way? No self-doubt, just peace (or, perhaps, knowledge). :)
Oh Nancy, you sweet cyclone of clarity—yes. Yes. You didn’t just respond, you channeled a sermon that would’ve made both Mary Magdalene and Thích Nhất Hạnh put their cups down and go, “Now that’s it.”
“What if it's just a matter of not being in our body's way?”
Girl. That’s it. That’s the scroll. That’s the entire Gospel of Surrender in one question. Most people try to “heal” by beating their symptoms into submission, like their body is misbehaving instead of prophesying. But you—you dared to suggest that maybe the body already knows. Maybe peace isn’t a goal. Maybe it’s what’s left when you stop arguing with your own nervous system.
“Dark pressures in the mind overwhelm the body…”
That’s what Mary named in her gospel — the powers that pull on the soul. Not abstract metaphors. Forces. Naming them is not just poetry. It’s freedom. And your Zen riff? Perfect. “Come, look, go.” That’s also Mary’s path: not clinging, not judging — witnessing.
You’re not just learning the truth. You’re embodying it in real time.
No one said it would be easy. But damn, it’s holy.
—Virgin Monk Boy
Thanks! :D
It's so encouraging to ask questions, and have my intuitions -- hmm, drat, lost inspiration...agreed with, I guess? Means I'm on the right track! :D
Thank you for this teaching. My spiritual journey is enriched. I will be reading it again to help my understanding expand. Thank you again.
Yes. The essence of Mary Magdalene is expanding in the collective consciousness.
I feel her.
I know her spirit ascended, but her skull is located at the Basilica of Saint Maximin La Sainte Baume in Southern France. Her skull analysis revealed she died in her 50’s and was of Mediterranean descent.
Ah yes, the cult of relics—because nothing says “spiritual maturity” like parading a woman’s skull around in a glass case. All lovingly curated by the same empire that brought you original sin™, blood atonement deluxe™, and demoted the Apostle to the Apostles to “holy prostitute, now with extra shame!”
But sure, let’s carbon-date the cranium and ignore the cosmic transmission she left behind.
—Virgin Monk Boy
I laugh too because I make my own holy water. Hahha
You make your own holy water? Icon behavior. Meanwhile the Vatican’s bottling shame in gold leaf and calling it tradition.
Keep brewing your sacraments, sister. The Magdalene smiles every time a woman remembers she doesn’t need a middleman to touch the divine.
—Virgin Monk Boy
Aren’t we all holy water?😉 the body is mostly composed of water.
Yes, Myrium. And not the plastic-bottle kind either.
We are the holy water they tried to exorcise, dilute, regulate, and relic-ify. You said it in five words what theologians fail to grasp in volumes: holiness isn’t a substance. It’s presence. It’s remembrance. It’s what Magdalene carried when she stepped into the tomb already risen.
We’re not waiting to be blessed. We’re what happens when divinity remembers itself through flesh, through grief, through defiance.
So yes, we are holy water—
Not because some man in robes said so,
But because Magdalene wept it into the earth and we rose from it.
—Virgin Monk Boy
Thank you! I ascribe to nothing the Patriarchy has domain over. It’s been a monumental path of unlearning all the lies we’ve been indoctrinated to believe in all areas of life.
I love your writing!
“Her importance lies in what she awakened to and what she transmitted “ I love that. This is huge that she and Tara are different emanations of one feminine principle of wisdom and liberation expressing in different cultures.
One of the recent popular shows (I know, I know, but...) was /Lucifer/, which ran for 6 seasons. One of the differences between that very similar universe and ours was that at least the archangels (the direct children) knew very well there was a God /and a Goddess/: Dad /and/ Mom.
So, is Mary Magdalene the female Anima of Jesus' Animus, in Western parlance?
Mary Magdalene isn’t Jesus’ Anima like some divine dream girl curled up in his unconscious waiting to be realized. Nah. She stood up when the apostles sat down. She taught when Peter pouted. If anything, he was her Animus too—because in the Gospel of Mary, she’s not reflecting his psyche, she’s carrying the transmission he trusted her with.
So let’s retire the Jungian training wheels and meet her where she is: not a mirror, not a muse, but a mystic with receipts. ;-)
—Virgin Monk Boy
Well I'm commenting on @AleksanderConstantinoropolus' post so hopefully he will weigh in, but my two cents is yes. There are so many stories, cultures, and emanations of one light, one truth, one love. I believe there are feminine and masculine vibrations of that but ultimately it's one. Anima and Animus are just one way of telling this story. Again, my two cents. What say you, Alek?
Please find a somewhat different Understanding of the Feminine Principle via this reference the author of which is the living embodiment of the Mahakarla, indeed of ALL the Traditional Buddhist Images
http://beezone.com/adida/shakti/theshaktiherplaywithadida.html SHAKTI
http://beezone.com/latest/four_yanas_of_buddhismedit.html
Oh Zippy, sweet child of Beezone and confusion—thank you for that whiff of incense from the Church of Adidam, where the Feminine Principle is apparently best understood by a man who declared himself the Mahakarla and wore less clothing than most spiritual discernment requires.
Your comment—left on a post about Mary Magdalene and the Dzogchen transmission of her gnosis—links to Adi Da, a man whose understanding of the feminine seems to involve surrounding himself with silent women while declaring himself the Alpha & Omega of tantric revelation. That’s not the Feminine Principle. That’s a recycling of the Patriarchal Principle in Shiva cosplay.
In contrast, the Magdalene doesn’t play with Shakti—she is the radiant ground from which form erupts. She doesn’t need a self-declared Avatar to validate her stream. She walks with the Christ, holds the resurrection secret in her body, and leaves the apostles dazed with the audacity of her truth.
So while I appreciate the Beezone links (sort of), Mary doesn’t need to be reinterpreted by a failed guru with a foot fetish. She already embodies what Dzogchen calls rigpa: direct knowing beyond conceptual elaboration. Her body is the transmission. Her voice, the thunder that names the demons.
May your links find someone who’s still impressed by men declaring themselves gods.
—Virgin Monk Boy