[Not too many OMM members reach this far in the lessons, and the idea to start this Archive just came to fruition in July 2004, so this page has all too few entries!  We do have a bunch of incidents recorded on paper (letters, journals and a few emails), but we haven't gotten them typed up. ]

The OMM priests and priestesses are often prophetesses (or prophets) and don't realize it.  Prophecy just means delivering messages from on high.  Meaningful coincidences and chanced upon Bible verses are often divine messages.

Please participate and send in your coincidences and strange happenings/discoveries with the subject line, "For OMM Synchronicity Log" from _________ your magikal name.

Mariyel, magikal name, Magdala-Sophia writes on November 20, 2005

I had a dream.

In 1988, during a very stressful period in my life, I had a dream in which I had a visitation. A beautiful lady, approximately 28 years old (this was told to me in the dream) with flowing red hair, dressed is a flowing garment and looking like an angel came to me and spoke these words, " Be prepared for death is coming, but it will not be thee or thine."

For years, I believed this visionary person was my sister, my parent’s first child, Linda Ann, who was stillborn, although she had been alive as labor began. I come from a family of redheads, so it fit my knowledge base and belief system at the time.

From 1988 through early 1992, I lost 10 people close to me and important in my life. The florist I use knew me by voice! I’d call and say I’d like to send sympathy flowers, and the shop keeper would say, "Oh no! Not you again Mrs. Stover". Yup, it was me.

It all began in November of 1988 with the death of my 11 nephew (my husband’s sister’s son). He was hit by a car while crossing a busy highway. Sean was a very small 11-year-old and when I saw him in his coffin, I fainted. Now I am not prone to swooning or fainting spells nor as a nurse am I at all afraid of dead people nor as a believer am I afraid of death. But . . . . out I went. I knew this was the beginning of what my vision had foretold.

The pastor’s wife of my in-laws church was the one who caught me before I hit the floor. I had never met this lady before, but she said, "Don’t worry, it won’t be your children." How and why she said such a thing was puzzling, but I knew her words came from somewhere other than the time and place we were physically experiencing.

Over the next few years I lost this nephew Sean Madden 11, my sister in law’s son; my beloved father, Arthur Leigh 69; my best friend, Bonnie Lowry Blosser 43; my eldest daughter’s Godfather, my great Uncle Winnie 82; my sister’s adopted son (her husband’s son from his 1st marriage), Brian 17; my Godmother, Ellen Leigh Cartlidge 72; my eldest daughter’s Godmother, my great Aunt Sally 76; my only close cousin, Linda Hamer Wilcox 44 (she blew her brains out with a 38 cal. hand gun), and my sister’s husband’s mom Midge Farris 68. Also during that time my other closest friend, Eleanor Johnstone Fowler, moved to Arizona. Through all the losses, that also felt like a death.

I have actually lost memory of the immediate months after my dad died in 1989. He died on August 7, 1989 and I have no real memory until after Thanksgiving of that year. I know I went back to work, I was working as the day shift charge nurse in an assisted living center. I know my son went out for Halloween, but I don’t remember the costume we dressed him up in. I made Thanksgiving dinner and had company, but I don’t remember cooking or who was there. I simply don’t remember a thing! That is a very uncomfortable feeling, to say the least. But I digress.

About 3 years ago, I began reading about Gnostic religions. When I found Margaret Starbird’s "The Woman with the Alabaster Jar", I knew I was on the right track to answer the many questions that had been troubling me about religion since childhood.

As I’ve been studying in the Order of Mary Magdalene, I found I was literally eating up every bit of knowledge I could absorb. I was feeling like a woman possessed! It has only been in recent months that I have found my peace. About 8 weeks or so ago, while working on my lessons, I had a feeling of cold spread over me like a blanket. I was meditating and watching a candle flicker as I worked. A voice in my head said, "You finally understand why I came to you. You know who I really am". I knew then and I know now, the vision that came to me in my dream, all those years ago, was not my infant sister in a grown persona. The Lady with the flowing red hair was Mary Magdalene. She came to protect me and my mental stability from the additional stresses that were coming my way. She knew that some day I would find her. She wanted me to be mentally prepared to accept the skeptical views of people who do not want to give up their ingrained beliefs and orthodox structures. She wanted me to be curious and searching. I know she wants me, as well as so many others, to help restore her to her rightful place, at the side of her Beloved.

And so as she wishes, it shall be.

+ + Diakonissa/Priestess Magdala-Sophia + +

On April 21, 2006, OMM Priestess Anath writes:  Last night, I awakened to see the red egg in front of me. It was lit up like a Christmas light! Think this is a "good thing." Do you have any ideas about the meaning? Perhaps her light is getting brighter!