06/05/2026
My name is Stephanie Urbina Jones, and ever since I was a little girl, I carried an ache inside me—a longing to be wanted, protected, seen, and loved.
I walked with that longing for most of my life.
And it wasn’t until 2015, on a pilgrimage with my dear friend and artist Emily Grieves seeking connection with the Divine Mother, that something profound happened. I was guided to the Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico City.
Before arriving, Emily read the miraculous story of Juan Diego—a humble man chosen to carry a message of love, faith, and miracles from the Virgen de Guadalupe. His feelings of unworthiness, his trembling faith, and his willingness to say yes despite fear felt so deeply human to me. It is a story all of us can recognize within ourselves.
But it was there, standing beneath her tilma, that I felt something I had searched for my entire life.
For the first time, I felt Her.
The Mother.
A love flooded into my heart so powerfully it ignited in me like a torch. A sweetness. A presence. A knowing that I was held and always had been .
And that feeling has never left me.
It opened me to the divine feminine —not as an idea, but as a living, loving force moving through all things. A love that not only soothed the motherless child within me, but called me to become a mother in this world… not only to my daughter, but to others. To serve. To guide. To hold space for healing, tenderness, prayer, music, and transformation.
Since that sacred moment, miracles have unfolded in my life in ways I cannot fully explain but I’m sure many of you have been witness to . I feel held, loved, and guided. I see and feel her presence everywhere. Even in the hardest heart breaking moments there is a love blooming in me and from me in all ways . This is the mother’s love I longed to feel and know over a lifetime.
And now, I feel called to guide what may be the most sacred and tender journey of my life.
This December, on the feast day of Our Lady of Guadalupe, we will journey together through Mexico on a sacred pilgrimage of the Mother.
We will begin in the ancient pyramids of Teotihuacan—a place that feels like a second home to my soul. Together we will walk the Avenue of the Dead, laying our prayers and hearts upon the altar of this ancient city, standing before the Pyramid of the Moon in remembrance and rebirth.
We will enter the sacred temazcal—the womb of the Great Mother—where we will sweat, pray, release, and renew ourselves.
We will travel into the mountains outside Mexico City to witness the miracle of the monarch butterflies in their sanctuary as they recreate life and dance in the sunlight and take flight like living prayers.
We will visit a sacred convent in the forest and holy places filled with silence, wisdom, beauty, and peace as we search for and fill our hearts with the gifts of the Mother.
And then… on December 11th, we will put feet to our prayers.
We will walk approximately 30 sacred miles, beginning in the silence before dawn, making our way with thousands of pilgrims carrying prayers for ourselves, our loved ones, humanity, and the world.
And as we approach the Basilica of Guadalupe, we will join millions gathered in one great sea of love, faith, hope, song, and devotion.
Finally, we will walk beneath the miraculous tilma to be filled with the love of Tonantzin—the great Earth Mother of the Americas—whose presence has blessed these lands for generations. The Mother who nourishes life through the sacred earth, through the growing corn, through the rivers, mountains, rain, and sun. The Mother whose love is everywhere present.
And as we walk this sacred earth together, step by step, prayer by prayer, we too will become witnesses to her love… to her abundance, her beauty, and the miracle of life itself.
There has never been a journey I have felt more called to lead.
It feels deeply vulnerable.Deeply feminine.Deeply sacred.
A camino of love.
If something in your heart stirs as you read this… if something deep within your soul whispers yes… listen. Perhaps it is the Mother calling you home to yourself.
It would be my great honor to walk beside you — to pray, sing, laugh, cry, and journey together on this sacred pilgrimage of faith, hope, healing, and a Mother’s love.
My prayer is that each of us leaves this journey remembering that we are deeply held, deeply loved, and never alone. That step by step, prayer by prayer, we open ourselves to the miracle, beauty, tenderness, and sacred mystery of life itself.
Con amor,�Stephanie Urbina Jones
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