A TnT Story of the Shift: The Return of the Divine Feminine

I am the Spirit of Trinidad and Tobago and you may make of me what you will. I tell my story now so that the light of my truth will further awaken the love in your collective hearts. It is opportune for me to add my voice to the chaos that is the current experience of my people. We will all be better for it but first, you must know and accept the reason for your present confusion before Divine Order can be restored.

My story. . . our story really goes far, far back in antiquity. Time and space as you know did not exist then. Everything was in the void and the human form that you walk in now was just a thought. In the pool of potentialities was complete blackness, a blessed stillness. In its darkness was everything, every possibility, every contentment, and all the elements. Any discernible movement came from the core and in order for the latent abilities within the void to come to the fore, the Divine spark of the Cosmic force had to strike.

And strike it did like a lightning bolt into the laden blackness. This was the first bang that allowed all that was in the stillness a way to realise its being.

From the void, the five basic energies of life organised themselves into planets over long stretches of time giving rise to your beautiful planet Earth. The cosmic particles from the Big Blast were invested in everything on Earth. There were many disruptions, errors even, as the opportunities for growth within the energetic elements evolved into your present human form. But I stayed with you as you grew for I too had been given a mandate from Source to seed life on your planet. In fact, I am of the true Energy or Spirit of the Void, the power, knowing, and blackness that some of you know as the Divine Feminine, the Great Mother, and Mother Nature. Such are some of my names on your beautiful planet Earth.

When the earth cooled from its fiery volcanic activity, along with the water and oxygen, I planted life in the water then the soil that were ready. From the seed, the plants grew and bloomed. Out of the forests came the many insects and animals. All living things prospered for there was great abundance. The original spirit, my spirit nature from the first blast, was in everything according to its pure consciousness and its purpose in the growth and development of the planet. Source Energy had been dispersed around the globe and settled on the most accommodating spaces, on both sea and land.

But it was in the human being that the true meaning of the divine was coded. Through righteous living and the daily balancing of your five basic elements–earth, water, fire, air and ether, you were meant to awaken in a specific time. . . this time. Then my task as the Great Mother would be finished and you humans could become the true guardians of this sacred planet.

Your country TnT, was given a surplus of my divine particles as were other selected sites so that you could be the flag bearers of love and the spirit of community in this auspicious time of remembering the Holy Spirit. You were expected to be the support for the evolution of humanity and the protection of the planet from abuse and tyranny that living in this density can engender. To put it simply you were to help make the planet lighter!

You were given everything here. Material, human and geological resources that were meant to take you to this shift in time from the Piscean Age to the proverbial Aquarian or Golden Age. My energy was deposited here in great dollops because I held great store by your peoples, the first being the Waraos who spoke of my nurturing qualities in their lore. There is much to be learned from all the world’s first peoples in this epoch of the planet.

It is no accident that many more races of people were added to your TnT space for to live in peace with your ethnic diversity is one of your major tests. But do not tell your politicians that for it would certainly give them a tougher time to find fodder to divide you along cultural and racial lines. The churches are not backward too in drawing lines in the religious and philosophical sands over time.  

As you moved further and further away from your role as the blessed holders of my sacred energy, the Divine Feminine Aspect, your life became more burdensome. In the beginning, I was revered but as you focused on material success, especially after the genocides of the indigenous peoples, slavery, colonialization, industrialisation, and sundry other debilitating foreign cultural influences, even the USA troops occupation, I had to keep on hiding.

I had gone underground after the Great Flood, finding solace in the damp, musty places of your land. Your mud volcanoes tell my story for periodically I would make myself visible within them to remind you of the volatility of the land on which you have built your inheritance. When I am quiet in their muddy depths I offer you healing. But know that in my movement from their muddy bubbling fissures to your surface, I can never be satisfied with what I see.

Deep in the forests, I appear to those who, in their innocence seek me out to find deeper meaning in their life. I hid my secrets in the animals, the plants, and in some humans who retained the original light and expressed the love they felt for humanity, fearlessly and unconditionally. My spirit lives in the industrious lives of the bees and to study them, to hear them buzzing is my call to you to get busy with making your honey.

 But no, few of you hear the bees’ call. Money remains the main motivator and power broker in your world. Even though I am sometimes sad about this, I understand your predicament. But that world is fast crumbling yet I still could not allow my power to surface. You had to reach a certain level of frustration with your present version of life. I am not supposed to directly interfere in your affairs. This is forbidden because you must make your own way back to the truth of your Divine Energy. You must accept that you have caused this quagmire and call out fervently to Source for help.

But rest assured that I am with you once you make the call for you will realise how futile it is to depend on powers that are much less endowed than the Source. I will be there if you make a bid to know, understand and love yourself and the world around you.

I have witnessed your birth as an independent nation as you scratched your way to republican status. I have seen the price the land has paid for the wealth obtained from the cocoa, sugar, and oil industry. I have seen the valiant efforts you made to educate the masses while the same masses have now outgrown the once-proud secondary school system. Violent gangs arm themselves as drug turf and booty are auctioned off in high and low towers. Everyone has lost their moorings! I watched what disruptive politics did to your psyches and polarised the two main races of a land that was supposed to show mankind what racial unity meant.

No doubt my Carnival, my sacred festival of the flesh, had been a welcome escape valve for your pent-up emotions. What was meant to be a moving goddess meditation, in celebration of the human body had become a gyrating money-generating serpent for commercial midnight robbers and drunken sailor entrepreneurs. There was still beauty in this grand old dame, Madame Carnival with the music; steelband, calypso, soca, chutney, and color filled mas but she was due for a make-over; a thorough overhaul.

And who better to do that than my version of Vision 2020. COVID 19 came and capsized everything! Do you doubt that Source Energy had to enter and put a stop to everything? It is not just the power brokers up north that had to put a stop to their own frantic business activities but you too on these islands. Mask up or Die was the road march and masquerade Carnival Monday and Tuesday turned to Ole Mas inside your houses. If you did not want to be jailed and fined under some bygone health ordinance, legislated mask-wearing in public amidst lockdowns was the decree from the high political command.

Look, I really had to chuckle when I saw my people masked up and taking the no-carnival thing so well. Maybe my people will see now that the oil in your coil gyrations were really the beckoning of my sister goddess, Kundalini, guiding the divine feminine up the masquerader’s spine to meet the holy of holies at their crown. And you know, I am not talking about the cheap, gaudy crown of the fiercely competing contestants for the King and Queen of Carnival!

And what about my daughters, TnT’s women, the human symbol of my creative power? Mas players, housewives, students, domestic workers, etc. the chosen flag womb-men for my Feminine Energy? What about me, the divine feminine principle that lives both in women and men? Where has all this misogyny come from? What has caused this spate of violence against women, children, the elderly? I seeded life here so that both sexes and the vulnerable could live in harmony at this, the beginning of the Golden Age. These questions must be answered in the Parliament, in the boardrooms, and in the universities, in the primary schools, in the churches, and in the homes.

Recently, I saw some groups who were outraged at the spate of young women’s murders, carrying out candle-light vigils. No doubt this has gone a long way in alerting others to the femicide in these once safe but vulnerable lands. The momentum for this new awareness of the plight of the female must not stop. Violence against women is symptomatic of deeper wounds in the national psyche.  

I put it to you now that you have never really celebrated how blessed you are. You have taken it for granted that my resources could be drilled and dug and fished and scammed for your profit. I am not a KFC chicken franchise where meat is consumed without adding value to the body. You have taken your Mother’s Love for granted knowing that She is always there for you.

No more my children, for GRATITUDE is the frequency you will have to use to seat your consciousness in this new time.

It is time to appreciate all that TnT has done for you, it is time to be grateful to this land, your Mother. She has secrets to share with you but you must make yourself knowledgeable and understanding about Her history, Her lore, and the role you can now play to lift Her up from the morass.

Take off your masks of indifference.

Let all the teachers, ministers of religion, health workers, gang members, community leaders, men and women who recognise the Divine Feminine Principle in themselves, commit to shifting TnT to its next level of existence.

This is the way of my return; in you, in your love for each other, and in the nurturing of these lands.

 This will be your original promise fulfilled and the beginning of the new humanity.