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The Holy Fire and Outrage of the Great Mothers
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The Holy Fire and Outrage of the Great Mothers

Sophia, Kali, Durga, Sekhmet, and the Divine Mother of All

There is a fire in the belly of the Great Mother that is not tame. It is not quiet. It is not agreeable. It is not safe for patriarchy or illusion.

It is Holy.

For generations, we have been taught that the Divine Feminine is soft, passive, yielding—forever nurturing, endlessly forgiving. But this is only half the story. The other half burns.

She is Sophia in her wisdom, Kali in her destruction, Durga in her protection, Sekhmet in her vengeance. She is the Mother not only of creation but of reckoning.

She is the breath behind every scream that said, ENOUGH.

She is the pulse in the throat when truth can no longer be swallowed.

She is the twisting in the gut when justice is denied.

SOPHIA’S FIRE

Sophia is Divine wisdom, the soul of the world. Her fire is not chaotic—it is the searing clarity of knowing. She speaks in the silence between betrayals, in the knowing that comes even when you wish it didn’t. Her outrage is the calm stare that sees through lies and refuses to collapse.

Sophia reminds us: To see clearly is to burn for truth.

KALI’S FIRE

Kali is the ender of falsehoods. She dances on the corpses of ego and deception. Her fire is the rage that dismantles spiritual bypassing, the scream that splits illusion in two. She is terrifying because she is true.

Kali says: I will not let you stay where you do not belong.

DURGA’S FIRE

Durga rides a lion. She carries weapons. She goes to war for the soul. Her fire is protective—not soft but fierce, not polite but precise. She defends the vulnerable, the sacred, the children of truth.

She says: I will not let this pass.

SEKHMET’S FIRE

Sekhmet, lioness of Egypt, destroys to purify. Her fire is solar, righteous, uncompromising. She drinks the blood of the unjust and restores balance through her flames. She is not cruel—she is exacting.

Sekhmet teaches: Justice without fire is incomplete.

THE DIVINE MOTHER’S FIRE

And behind them all is the One—the Great Mother of All. She who birthed the galaxies. She who cries rivers and moves mountains. Her fire is not separate from her love—it is her love. When she burns, it is not to punish.

It is to purify. She is the mother who will hold you through heartbreak and burn the lies off your skin.

She says: I gave you this voice, not to whisper apologies to power, but to roar truth into the bones of the earth.I gave you this heart not to break under injustice, but to break open and birth a new world.”

WE ARE HER FLAMES

Every woman who has ever been called too much, too angry, too loud, too intense—know this: you are a flame of the Great Mother. You are not hateful. You are holy. You are not destructive. You are clearing the way.

To feel this rage is not to lose yourself—it is to find the part of you that remembers what love really is.

And so we rise. Not with empty light, but with sacred flame.

With the fire of Sophia.

With the sword of Durga.

With the howl of Kali.

With the roar of Sekhmet.

With the unshakable love of the Great Mother who will never leave us behind.

SACRED PRAYER TO THE GREAT MOTHERS

O Great Mothers of Flame and Form,Sophia, who sees through shadow,Kali, who shatters illusion,Durga, who defends the sacred,Sekhmet, who restores divine order,And You, the Nameless Mother of All—I come to you not to be made small,But to be restored in the fire of my truth.

Consecrate my voice, that it may carry holy rage.Consecrate my heart, that it may love fiercely without apology.Consecrate my body, that it may house the flame without shame.

Let me not fear the burn of transformation,Let me not turn away from the pain of awakening,Let me not silence the storm within me.

May I burn, but not be consumed.May I speak, but not be shamed.May I live, but not be tamed.In your name, I reclaim my fire.As your daughter, I rise.Let it burn. Let it bless.Let it be known: The Mother is rising.In you. In us all.

May we be courageous enough to embody the light, the truth, and the justice to birth new realities as we burn the old. May we make sacred ground out of what was, that we may solidly build a new world of our blessed dreams of what is true love.

With Vast Love, Katherine Skaggs ©2025

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