🌌🔑Activating Source Mother Codes, All Feminine Templates 🙌, and Ushering in the New Divine Masculine 🦋 🔱
WHAT’S BEEN GOING ON:
A fake Source Mother tried to erase the memory of intermediary mothers within my heart, forcing my own “mother codes” to awaken.
A frustrated “programmer” in a dream complained that I only have feminine templates installed, then a giant warrior woman shows up on the scene and confirms that “all feminine templates” can be a complete, sovereign design.
Then there’s a string of wild cat goddesses—Bastet, Ix Chel, Freya—always circling the perimeter of my house-body, asking to be invited all the way in. Each new cat on the block marks a different facet of fierce feminine intelligence and an erotic life force that is not about sex, but about being fully claimed by a protective, animating presence.
This goddess journey actually began years ago with the Grandmother Tree putting my conqueror fathers to sleep so that the divine mother could awaken in my blood.
I share these visions as an invitation to feel how these dormant cosmic mother codes live in your own body, regardless of gender. Embodying the Goddess is not about waging war on the masculine, but about fiercely protecting and nurturing the environment for a truer, more divine masculine to emerge on Earth—and, more importantly, about stopping the projection of what we think it should be and letting it show us what it really is.
COSMIC WOMB
🌌 🔑 Activating Source Mother Codes
On September 28, 2025, I entered journey space in search of a mother I’ve met only in dreams. She feels Pleiadian and appears with gemstones embedded in her skin. I know my heart is a homing beacon and that it carries the coordinates to find my galactic family, so I clock into the journey and go searching for her.
My search is almost immediately interrupted by unseen guiding forces who tell me that the mother I am seeking is a phantom. “There are no intermediary mothers,” they say, “there is only Source Mother.” I tell the invisible voices they’re wrong. I tell them I know many goddesses who are mothers, like Mother Mary and Mary Magdalene, who are all intermediary mothers for the Cosmic Mother—not to mention the very real mothers who live on Earth.
The guides repeat, over and over, that there is no such thing as intermediary mothers, only Source Mother. We go back and forth until I’m exhausted, but I refuse to surrender.
A giant tidal wave pushes onto the shore. They tell me this is Source Mother. “Fold into her,” they say. Something feels wrong about this, so I refuse. I hear the cries of other souls being sold the same lie—that there are no intermediary mothers, only Source Mother. The wave begins to swallow them, and this is when my own dormant mother codes are activated.
I rise up to protect the scared and crying souls from this false source mother. A true mother would never tell her children that their hearts are wrong. I grow as giant as the tidal wave and I say out loud, “I am Mother now.”
The wave recedes and all the souls are freed. I reawaken to the fact that I am one of many, many intermediary mothers on Earth—and it has nothing to do with giving birth or raising children. Being an intermediary mother for the Cosmic Womb means that you see through her eyes and love through her heart.
NOTE: This journey was really difficult for me to navigate. Normally, I trust my angels and guides to never lead me astray, but sometimes in psychic space you might come across resistance and tricksters in service to your growth. (This is different from actual psychic intrusions or possessions that might require extractions, cleansings, or protections.) Remember that this is a protocol anyone can run in journey space—notice the counterfeit field, refuse the impostor, expand to protect, and let your authentic coding reconfigure your design from the inside out.
HIEROS GAMOS
🙌 🦸♀️ All Feminine Templates
There’s been a lot of confusion for me around the alchemical process of hieros gamos and bridging the opposites within me. A lot of the pain comes from the inherited language and messages I get from visions. Words like feminine, masculine, yin, yang, solar, and lunar are interchangeable but nonetheless confusing. It’s difficult to find an entry point into this soul work with language, so I focus on the images and energy behind them. Here is an imaginal snapshot of the state of my soul:
In a dream, a programmer is frustrated with my design. He complains that all I have are feminine templates installed and that he can’t work like this. I wake up and feel ashamed, like my programming or design must be wrong in some way.
The next morning, during a psychedelic journey, I meet myself as a giant warrior woman. My soul remembers what it feels like to be part of a race of warriors that are created with both masculine and feminine templates. The giant warrior and I high-five each other while exclaiming, “All feminine templates!”
This re-union clarifies my confusion and soothes my heart.
I feel complete just as I am.
THE OFFICE OF THE GODDESS
🐾 🏠 New Cats on the Block
Over the past few years I’ve learned to recognize when a new goddess energy is moving into my body. These fierce feminine forces often appear in dreams as wild cats. A pattern I’ve noticed is that they’re always just outside of my house—on the street, on the power lines, on the roof—as if they are waiting to be invited in. Here’s a collection of my favorite goddess cat dreams and the newest cat on the block.
In the dream, I see a white lynx prowling the rooftops. She shapeshifts into a beautiful goddess with bright red hair and a face full of cat makeup. I can’t take my eyes off her. The sight of her scares everyone else on the street, but I cat-call out to her, “I love you!” I say.
This New Year’s Eve dream pointed me to the energy that would enter my 2022. Later that year, the white lynx became the goddess Bastet and a protector of mine. She keeps my secrets and is an energetic gatekeeper.
The Mayan Water Lily Jaguar appears on the power lines outside my house. She is so beautiful, I want to cry. I feel a familiarity, as if I’ve known her in another life.
She has yet to introduce herself as Ix Chel, the Mayan Moon Goddess, but I think that is partly my fault for not consulting with her or inviting her fully into my waking life. Still, I know she’s there on my power lines, within my body, waiting to be summoned.
A silver lynx comes out of the bushes and clings to my right side. She clutches at my right breast, her claws hooking lightly into my chest. I know not to make any sudden movements. I wait for her to deliver a message, but she doesn’t communicate in words. All I sense from her is eroticism and animal magnetism and her attraction toward me. I’m uneasy, but I’m anticipating some sort of energetic transmission, and that’s when she sprays me—marking me with her scent. I pull away and announce that I’m going to go shower now, and then I wake up just as she gives chase, not wanting to let me escape.
This is Freya, the Norse Goddess. She later gives me her name in a hypnopompic state. She is linked to my giant warrior woman vision, and I have been in her afterlife hall. I prefer not to research Freya and to learn about her through gnosis. So far, what she’s taught me about herself is that she is fiercely protective, and her eroticism is not about sexuality, but about life force. She’s claimed me in some way, and I expect more of her energy to enter my life in 2026.
THE GRANDMOTHER TREE
🦋 🔱 Ushering in the New Divine Masculine
Below is a vision from three years ago, and an update on what it means to me now.
The Grandmother Tree shows me how she puts lineages to sleep. Sometimes energies lie dormant for eons until the Earth is ready for them to enter. I watch my conqueror fathers be put to rest while the divine mother awakens in my blood. I have been carrying a masculine God for so long now—aching to be seen by him. Over time, I realized the Goddess had been seeking me out, appearing in visions and dreams. The Goddess speaks, and my old God never did.
The patriarchy being put to rest does not mean that the masculine needs to die. There is a new divine masculine waiting to be birthed, and what the goddesses are teaching us is how to embody the sacred feminine that fiercely protects this new masculine at all costs. The soul of the world needs the Goddess, and this is not a battle of the sexes or anything to do with sexuality or gender. It is a reawakening of dormant coding—the cosmic mother codes that we all carry, and the complete template of our being, beneath all the stories and projections of what we thought the masculine and feminine were supposed to be.
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This is a true story. The events described below took place in dreams between December 2023 and January 2024. At the request of my higher self, soul guides and spirit friends, the names have not been changed — everything is told exactly as it occurred or will occur.
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