August 27, 2026

Last week’s revelations about Mercy really delighted me.  And shortly after I sent that off for set up and publishing I came across two terrific Rumi quotes about mercy and one from the Dalia Lama. I thought it would be fun to simply give you those this week, to further illuminate the Mercy revelations.  

“Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others’ faults. Be like running water for generosity.”  ~ Rumi

“Infinite mercy flows continually. But you’re asleep and can’t see it.” ~ Rumi

“Mercy and compassion are the true core of all major religions and the natural foundation for human survival.  And a warm heart is essential for inner peace and global harmony.”  ~ Dalai Lama

Short and sweet today and fun to ponder.

With hugs and love, of course,
Mayet Leilani

August 20, 2026

Article highlights:

• Mercy translates as womb frequency!
• Mercy is a whole lot more than we’ve known.

Recently I was pondering and writing about mercy.  I often like to take a second look at biblical terms, ones carved in stone over time becoming harsher and more judgey along the way. 

I feel into them for their earlier—usually far more approachable and useful—meanings.  I did that about the concept of mercy.  Here’s a shorter except from that pondering.

A Closer Look At Mercy

A key insight is that our modern English word mercy carries a particular emotional tone: pity, leniency, forgiveness, or withholding deserved punishment. That meaning was shaped by centuries of legal and theological thinking. But when we move closer to the languages and cultures surrounding Jesus, we find something far richer.

In Hebrew, the word often translated as mercy is rachamim (רַחֲמִים). It comes from the root rechem, meaning womb. That changes everything, doesn’t it?

Mercy is no longer primarily a judge deciding not to punish. Mercy becomes the response of a mother toward her child. It’s tenderness arising from profound kinship. It’s the impulse to nurture, protect, restore, and hold close. 

God’s mercy, then, isn’t only God’s willingness to overlook human failure. It is God’s inability to cease loving what has emerged from the Divine womb. This maternal dimension remains invisible in most modern translations.

Similarly, another important Hebrew word often translated as mercy is chesed (חסד). Chesed means steadfast love, loving-kindness, enduring devotion. Again, this is  larger than usually defined. It suggests that mercy remains constant even when circumstances become difficult.

When we arrive in the Aramaic-speaking world of Jesus, the picture expands further.

Jesus almost certainly spoke a Galilean form of Aramaic. In Aramaic Christianity, especially in the Syriac tradition, the word often associated with mercy is rahma or rahme, sharing the same Semitic root as the Hebrew womb imagery.

Placed beside the Hebrew and Aramaic understanding, a different image of mercy begins to emerge. Persian spirituality emphasized the restoration of harmony, alignment with truth, and participation in cosmic order. The emphasis was less on escaping punishment and more on returning to right relationship with reality itself.

* Mercy is womb-love.

• Mercy is not primarily judgment softened by compassion.
• Mercy is the life-giving force that continually seeks reunion, healing, and wholeness.
• Mercy is not just the suspension of justice/punishment. It’s the force that restores relationship.
• Mercy is one of the primary ways reality heals itself.

Seen this way, many of Jesus’ actions take on a different flavor. When he heals the sick, he’s not simply demonstrating supernatural power. He is using true mercy to accomplish this. When he eats with tax collectors and outcasts, it’s AS the frequency of mercy. When he tells stories of prodigal sons, lost sheep, and forgiving fathers, he is teaching about, and with, the energy of mercy.

Notably, mercy in these stories is rarely earned. It arises naturally from Love itself. The father does not forgive because the son has completed a sufficient process of repentance. The father runs toward the son before the apology is finished.

The shepherd does not calculate whether the sheep deserves rescue. The sun shines on the just and unjust alike. Mercy as a fundamental quality of being, not reward.

With more expansive understanding, we can see mercy as an intrinsic quality of life itself. It’s the movement toward healing after injury. It gives the softening that follows hardness. It’s in the extended hand when someone falls. 

Mercy and truth become partners. Truth reveals what is. Without truth, mercy becomes sentimentality. Without mercy, truth becomes brutality. Mercy allows us to remain present with what is revealed. 

Mercy is the atmosphere that makes “becoming” possible. Mercy is the frequency allowing growth to continue despite imperfection. It create the conditions for transformation. Perhaps this is why the great spiritual teachers consistently emphasize both.

From this perspective, mercy is not something we beg for from an external authority. Nor is it merely something granted to us. Mercy is a field we can enter that allows a way of seeing, relating and allows a way to participate in reality. 

It seems to me we are meant to recognize mercy as one of the fundamental forces through which existence continually renews itself. Like Love, mercy is a beautiful, elevating frequency.

The womb never ceases its work. Life keeps unfolding life. Love keeps finding ways to restore connection. And perhaps that ongoing movement toward wholeness is what the ancient teachers were trying to describe all along when they spoke of mercy.

Mercy, what a gift indeed!

With love,
Mayet

August 13, 2026

Don’t you hate it when you lose your sense of humor? I do. It feels so compressed. One morning in early June I felt rather dragged down in this way, so I spent my Morning Musing time in a conversation with those who walk with me in the inner realms.  

At the time, I generally write out these conversations as they occur—a bit like a dictation. Then I have them to lift or remind me later, or to share with you. So here’s this one, just as it occurred.

Me: In the silence I sit and open to you, beloved ones on the inner plane… engage with me dear ones.  I feel a little overwhelmed by my own life and concerns, from the wear of the life I attend to in the moment. Help orient me back with my lighter nature.  

They: And so, greetings be unto you this day! And indeed, we bring lightness to your heart and mind and a lift for your emotions, for that is the need, yes?  

Me: Yes, and it is feels so good to be here you with already! I feel your sparkle and the energy of the giggle, a very light-filled one.  It’s lifting me already… Oh my, I have been feeling compressed and overly sober and engaged in the swirling undercurrents between people in crisis. I suppose I could call that my Achilles heel… weird thinkings and unspoken undercurrents between people, phew. Something deep in me always feels at risk when strange human undercurrents are swirling—there’s something of the risk of the mob in it for me—even thought there’s obviously no burning stake to be cast upon, but still… for most of us this life has certainly brought us some undercurrents amongst people, ones that have scorched and made us cautious 🥵.

They: Then let us divert your attention, helping shift that by showing you your joy and reminding you of your sparkle.  

Me: Yes please do… for funny as it seems I can’t imagine even a single delight in this moment. 

They: Ah, your delights… 

Me: yes my REAL delights.  Or my small daily ones, or my forever ones, whatever they are, please speak of my delights.

They: You delight in the feeling and connection with your soul of self, you delight in the trickle of a stream and tweeting of the birds, you delight in the movement of the wind in your hair and on your face and the ease of yourself in nature and in the beauty the eye beholds and in feeling deep peace of the heart.  

And speaking to your current circumstances, you delight also in being generous, in aiding another as well… but these must always have balance with other delights, do you see?  So it is vital to add them now for they lift the fatigue.

Me: Ok so balance in laughter, in birdsong, moments of sun on my face…  

They: Indeed. And what else is there that brings you delight?

Me: I also delight in learning of or remembering the mysteries, talking with a friend such as Jackie S (who has passed) or those such as you.  So here I am for this delight. (By now, you see I’ve already lifted enough to actually name a few.)

They: And let us point also to your love of the creator—that which is called God—how you delight in your relationship within that space.  And your delight and great love for Gaia, the many gifts and exchanges with her, the energy you delight in sharing with all the plants, animals and creatures upon her—the song you bring them—these bring you delight.

And you do love to laugh, to feel your body respond.  To have your heart touched.  And you do love so many small moments of each a day as well.

You are a sparkle of light, dear one.  If you could see your field as we do you would see your sparkle that is like the tinkle of children’s laughter in the distance along with the sound of delicate chimes. … and now your duties calls, but feel our laughter and hear us as you proceed, for we will keep the lift going.

Me: Yes, day calls but thank you so much, it has been just what I need to restore my humor, my sense of wonder, and to lift me from fears of the darker undercurrents, the swirling judgments and energies of the group.  I feel soOoo much better. Thank you!

They: as we like to say, it is our pleasure and honor.  Peace be unto you, darling one, and love always.

~*~*~*~*~

Just in this short exchange, I was lifted right out of the fatigue and compression of the moment and brought back into balance.  It wasn’t just the words shared, of course, they were the least of it.  

Images and energy accompanied the exchange.  They literally “showed” me my joys, and the feelings came with them.  They showed me my sparkly field while also lifting me into the sparkle again.  It was fast, efficient, complete.  And it was a delight in itself!

I just love to talk (I always do this aloud) with my cohorts on the inner.  I thought you might enjoy eavesdropping on a conversation.  I wish I could hear one of yours, hehe.

Peace be unto you, darling one, and love always.
Mayet