04/04/2026
This Easter…
Remember Mary Magdalene.
This Easter, let us take a moment to remember Mary Magdalene and her forgotten place in history.
She was there. Not on the edges, not in the background, but at the centre of it all. She sat beside Christ at the Last Supper. She stood beside him as he prepared for his death. She anointed his body with the other women, including Mary his mother and Mary Salome. She was there at the cross, witnessing his suffering, holding space when others could not.
She was there when his body was taken down, alongside Joseph of Arimathea and those closest to him. She came to the tomb. She wept at the emptiness. And it was to her that he first appeared. Not to the kings, not to the priests, but to Mary Magdalene.
Because she understood.
She understood that his message was not about power or control, but about love, unity, and the reconciliation of what had been divided. The union of the divine masculine and the divine feminine. Earth and sky. Light and dark. Heaven and the living world around us.
Mary Magdalene carried that understanding forward. She was not a follower in the way history later tried to frame her. She was a keeper of the teachings. A priestess of a deeper tradition that honoured balance, love, and the sacred within all things.
Alongside the other women, she helped carry the flame after his death. Traditions speak of those early roots reaching places like Glastonbury, where the first humble church was said to be raised, supported by her father Joseph of Arimathea and the early community.
Yet much of this was later buried, reshaped, or pushed aside as power structures chose a different path, one of hierarchy and separation rather than unity.
But the truth has a way of returning.
So this Easter, remember her. Remember the women who stood, who carried, who continued. Remember that the message was never only his. It lived through them as well.
Remember Mary Magdalene, remember something deeper in ourselves. The balance, the unity, and the love that was always meant to be at the heart of it all.
