There is a holy rhythm to the cosmos, a pulse that calls to us when the veil between what was and what is becoming feels thinnest. As nature blossoms around us and light begins to stretch its fingers across the horizon, we enter a time of seasonal change and spiritual resurrection.
This is the time when the Christ light stirs.
Not the man alone, but the eternal essence he came to embody—the spark of divine Consciousness that lives within each of us. Christ’s Consciousness is the remembrance of our true nature: unconditional love, limitless compassion, and fearless truth. The path of the awakened heart calls us to rise from our personal crucifixions—our wounds, betrayals, doubts, and fears—and step fully into the light of our divine potential.
But Christ does not rise alone.
With him walks Sofia, the hidden wisdom of the Divine Feminine—forgotten in many traditions, yet woven into the very fabric of spiritual truth. Sofia is the sacred intelligence of the cosmos, the voice that speaks in intuition, the presence that flows through healing, and the silence surrounding transformation. She is the cosmic womb from which light is born.
Christ and Sofia form a divine union within the soul—a sacred marriage of masculine and feminine energies, action and intuition, truth and grace. This union is not outside of us; it is the template for the awakened human. To rise in this season is to celebrate resurrection and embody it.
To become the light.
To speak with the voice of wisdom.
To live in harmony with truth and compassion intertwined.
This is the inner ascension—where we no longer look outside ourselves for salvation but recognize that we are the bridge between heaven and Earth. We are the temples. We are the miracle.
So, as the world blooms around you, allow yourself to bloom within.
Let the parts of you that no longer serve fall away like winter’s last frost.
Let your soul rise as a witness and a participant in life’s sacred unfolding.
Let the Christ-Sofia flame burn brightly in you, calling you to live not as the old self reborn but as the divine self remembered.
The tomb is empty.
The soul is rising.
And you… are ready.
