My Soul Retrieval and the Strength of the Water
Content note: This note briefly references past sexual assault as part of a personal story of healing.
Last month, I spent February 14th on the Island of Cozumel. I hadn't been there in over 20 years, an island, a space I visited repeatedly during an 8 year span when I worked and lived on Cruise ships. It was home in many ways, and often I would rent an open Jeep and drive with my friends to an isolated part of the island and swim in a remote area where there was just me and the ocean - no people, buildings, or distractions for miles.
I wanted my husband to experience this magic, so we took the ferry across and did exactly that. Found a remote spot, parked the jeep, and climbed down to the ocean to spend a few hours.
What transpired was unplanned and life-changing.
Without going deep into my personal story, there was a period during those years where I experienced sexual assault and assault at the hands of different men on different ships. A part of me wants to say It was a different time, I didn't have a voice, and I had to keep my job but I know that I simply didn't know that I had a voice, I didn't have the confidence, and when I asked for help, often gaslighting was involved. I have spent the better part of my life clearing these moments and healing them.
As I stood in the waters, the ocean was rolling. I was so thrilled to be back and remember this space of freedom and life, and great emotion came over me, and I began to sob. The water codes were healing my belly, my waters, my being, and I experienced the most beautiful and spontaneous soul retrieval. I saw the fragments of the young woman in her twenties return to me through the water and land right into my being.
Within a split second, I felt whole.
There was no ritual. There was no sacred tool.
It was simply me standing in a body of water that had waited for me to return so my soul fragments could come home.
It was the healing power of water that rinsed my belly. That rinsed my body. That rinsed my neck that once had handprints around it.
As I deepened with the water, I could feel decades of shame release from my cells and my being. I felt free, and I felt whole.
The Healing was instant.
Time did not exist.
And so I began praying and singing. I had not brought any offering of tobacco with me, so I offered my song. And I sang. I sang. I sang the water song, and I cried, not tears of sorrow, tears of freedom.
And this is where the Water began her magic.
As I stood there, her codes began to amplify.
Water is condensed Light.
And when we consciously work with water, we are working with the codes and the memories that she carries - whether it is the water in your body or the bodies of water on the planet.
The waters are offering more and more than ever before. As the waters warm, more is becoming available to us through codes and memory. The power of water is incomprehensible at times because it is so much more than we realize.
I stood in that water, and I received more than a healing, more than a soul retrieval - she gifted me codes that are integrating in my being and my physical body as I type this. There is a recalibration that is happening and still happeneing so I am letting it simply integrate on it's own time.
In 2024, when my sister and colleague, Steph Magenta invited me to join her, we took part in the Sun and Moon Dance near Puerto Escondito, Mexico, on a tiny island. I was asked to be the water carrier for the 4 days, and I took that role so very seriously. When we closed, the Abuela tasked me to remain committed to my work with the water, telling me that it is my responsibility now. And I have never stopped.
The Waters are Women.
Women are the Water Carriers.
I can tell you that post this healing, I started to experience a rage, a deep, primordial feminine rage that I have never experienced before. And as I started to see and learn more about the Epstein Files ( I cannot go down the full rabbit hole) My waters started to churn in a new way.
And so I see that seas are getting angry, and the waters are churning, because clearing MUST happen.
Change is happening.
The Age of Aquarius is happening.
The waters are rising across the Earth.
The Tides. The Glaciers are melting.
Women are rising. We are remembering. We have been tending to the wounds, we have been clearing the patterns, we have been healing the parts so that we can reclaim.
This is not about becoming the female version of patriarchy; it is the return of the sacred circle. The wisdom of the earth, the elements, and our elders. It is about finding power within rather than holding power over others. It is about Love. It is about nurturing each other, starting with our children. It is about kindness and softening into surrender.
And so I remain ever more committed to the waters.
I remain ever more committed to the water carriers.
And I would love to close by sharing my gratitude to the beautiful men like my husband who truly are defenders of the water. His unconditional love on that day graced me with space to be in my own ceremony in the water.
And capture this image after all this work had taken place, and we didn't even see the stream of light coming down until we got home later that night.
Post Soul Retrieval in the Water
If you made it to the end of this Medicine Note, I thank you deeply. It is an honour to walk with you and share with you. We are all doing the work.
With deep love and appreciation for you,
x Rebecca
