I feel rather strongly that the best thing to do, when our freedom inside our own lives is at stake, is to set people free whom we love that never really wanted us in their lives to begin with.
I have people in my life, and sometimes honestly none occasionally, who never have really wanted me in their lives.
What is more, they never understood they in the future of September 27, 2008 were going to be people I would have to say—you were not worth the love, effort and time I give you, have given you, or painfully now due to your actions: do give you.
And you chose that idea, kept choosing it. Why must some people always be your enemy?
I am glad, to let you go to your place. I am glad the day before age 59; I can say, it is better for my soul to never see you of your free will and
Never. Mine.
I strangely moved “Calendar of the Soul” by Rudolf Steiner around a few times, particularly last year I felt stupid to be moving it around.
And then for this birthday, I chose to send my other one and the little notebooks I wrote in, to my brother’s namesake born on my birthday.
Some have tormented my sons and younger daughters as well. It is because there is so much hate for mothers, generally.
Now let me switch gears to the me in love with everyone.
This “Calendar of the Soul” is different than the one I just gave my son which I had used for several years. I will explain this thing later; however, now, I need it known that the miracle of my abilities spiritually came forth with this little volume and how I put it on my Emerson and Longfellow blog for a while, and I felt stupid doing so. I had no reason to do this thing.
And then I ordered the little book for another enjoyable year:
“It is apparent that the “Calendar of the Soul” is composed of corresponding verses that divide the year into two halves, from Easter to Michaelmas, and back again to Easter.”
First of All, have I not strangely told everyone that my brother is ARCAngel Michael? I was connected through Rudolf Steiner’s writings to Michaelmas. Second of All, Easter is about the arising of the Lord.
And my Easter has no celebration save for the fact He is returned, not that he arose over 2,000 years ago so I am not celebrating the same way anyone I know is celebrating, and I can assure everyone, it is a miracle and a privilege of Tribe Judah Gentile election which compels my statements.
It isn’t about Me, it is about Him and what you all are still doing to Him, politically. I will have no part in it.
That does not mean I will not celebrate, though.
“This tracing of the related weeks is a gesture akin to the process of evolution.”
There is a new way of presentation for me in this particular volume, and you will plainly see it in my journaling coming here.
“Subtracting means, therefore, on the one hand a diminishing, but on he other it creates a new principle of evolution, that of polarity….”
This statement above is about “tracing” and will be brought forth as I learn by reading yet again and doing what is in this book to do.
And then……here is the reason my SoulSpirit knew KNOWS I was going to order a new one after giving my paperback version to my brother ARCMichael’s namesake with my own diaries in my own hand—as one of his birthday presents because he was born on the same day I was born.
My Sons are Eagles Phoenix according to the Eagles of the book of ISAIAH. And He got an Eagle as my second Son on His Birthday got one…..never doubt Me my sons; there will be forthcoming the third Eagle…..
My Daughters are coming. As I see the transformation they will receive Eagles as well, some of them open to gift-giving with parents.
“There is no better description of the process than the one Emerson gave in his essay “Compensation”:
(Sorceress Note: Compensation I HAVE. It will be read and given artwork as this other work by Rudolf Steiner will be started.
“ “ Polarity, or action and reaction, we meet in every part of nature; in darkness and light; in heat and cold;…..” “
The Introductory material is from Hans Pusch in the “chapter” CORRESPONDING VERSES OF THE CALENDAR OF THE SOUL
And this my dear family worldwide, is how a sorceress/shaman weaves and weaves never knowing the treasure of the next page she turns, even as she keeps writing poetry.
It is the hardest thing, for a mother, to give children set in such different paths what they crave: a life without their parents (and as it seems for some or many of them, without their mother).
This is love, as a mother. Give up those who do not want to give love to you.
It hurts. But I am transferring my pain not only to the face I have seen, that Face, and the burdens He carries, but to myself watching my brother die twice in two years and the fact I have been very alone all my life. A Demon spoke through my Voice the very day or day before my brother gave his life up in 1980, in 2008.
You destroyed me 50 States. Smile. I arise with Sounds of Silence by three men: Simon & Garfunkel and Disturbed:
Try living that way, white people world. See if perhaps you need to rethink your ideas about pain and suffering. Jane Elliott is the Woman for you. And Isabel Wilkerson…….
I am not alone now. I will transfer the pain of the death of a few relationships to the living and real relationship which we have been forced to call mystery even when we are both in the same room sometimes.
I have found the article “Compensation” by Emerson in my big book of His Essays and Letters. One of his articles about Plato is there already and I didn’t know why I was putting it in this book. So a second one will go in and then COTS.
Because really, our two faces are the only mirror I have of this pain.
So this new diary is going to learn this new way to contemplate Calendar of the Soul by Rudolf Steiner.
May 25, 2025: I had to throw away two or three new books I was trying to begin in my own hand; trying to weave my entire family existence into the framework, and last night I threw the last attempt away. I think I have deleted all the books’ front covers.
When I get going, here is the book. I go to the Cottage in Visionary Style as Wiccan now; however, on other blogs, I must start over because the Protestant and Catholic paradigms will never in my lifetime repent enough for what you are doing to Him.
I love you. I always have and will. May you know that going into TS Eliot’s “The Wasteland”. You now know I trust This Man. He will bring us back together again, but I put zero expectations on anyone.
I know my love of you. I know how I have suffered for you, with you. Come. See me. That stance I can accept, and even at the words of my partner, our only boundary is : THE PAST IS PAST. But a new beginning with your family members wholly is your choice to TS Eliot’s Wasteland in my entire, mysterious and concrete….life.
There is no past with Me. #TARA
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