Rosa Parks
A quilt square stitched through courageous love for a people—my people—all people!
Excerpts from a 3-page letter to the future President.
[Note: This channeling came through on December 1, 2024. Coincidently, after the fact, I learned the date of Rosa Parks’ first arrest. It was December 1, 1955–not quite 70 years before.]
“Whether or not you hear from me is probably of little consequence. For what I did was something simple. I simply refused to stand. I refused to give up my seat to a white person because the ‘white section’ of the bus was filled. But by my tone, and in my ask to keep sitting on the bus, I stood up for women. I stood up for my race. For our likenesses of God. For all the unuttered words, women failed to say because of fear. I stood up for motherhood. For all those weary of saying ‘Yes’ when it was only right that we say ‘No!’
A Medal of Honor bestowed to me by Congress is part of that legend. It was not for me. It speaks to the importance of the feminine. The importance of a heart that might be less subjective in its shouts for democracy, but its finesse in bringing forth the tears that every woman who had been before my time might have wanted to shed. In protest. Perhaps. But I think more, in exhaustion of the masculine not understanding our beings very well. And thus putting us away in the boxes within themselves. Taken out for certain pains and pleasures but also put back in when our thinking might have become too big and glorious. Femininity and feminine power may not be synonymous, for one could separate the two by their gentility or lack thereof.
But the power of a human being standing up to others who said NO! was something someone had to do at some time. As an activist back in its hard, scrapple days, I am very glad to have been the person whose voice and stature were ultimately revered—not for me as Rosa. For every ‘me.’
It was not just for me. Long battled, we, women of strength and might, for a place to understand how we also reflect the God within ourselves.
Here, it is my express work to touch with individuals on earth when they struggle. Would I hear my name, in repose and tranquility, I would come to assist in lifting up the burdens they hold and say—
I send this message to you in love. Great love. Like you sometimes felt your mother’s love—simply for you. Please know I stand up for you.”
--how can I best serve you?
Rosa Parks