Please excuse me as I reset my Sanity again for the umpteenth time since 1989 when my life fell apart. I am grateful for my life, and some days, I am the only person in this 50 state mirage of beauty who is grateful for my life.
Have at it. I destroy you; you destroy me. Civil War, set me free.
I turned weird again for a while and have decided to open up runes with my main blog to get my PROTESTant people group over the fact that they just don’t “do” majic my way as who I am and so they can have their little majic life their way or be the atheist they have become their way.
Glad you are happy without me.
Create a highly detailed and visually striking featured image that encapsulates the themes of personal reflection, chaos, and spirituality from “The Calendar of the Soul” by Rudolf Steiner. The image should depict a serene landscape with contrasting elements symbolizing inner turmoil, like a peaceful sunrise juxtaposed with dark, swirling clouds. Include subtle runes in the foreground to represent the mystical aspects of the blog post. Use soft, ambient lighting to create a tranquil yet thought-provoking atmosphere. Emphasize sharp focus and high resolution for a captivating visual experience.
I chose JERA, HARVEST. And all I need is love for this narrative now, oh Judah; I do not thank the Protestant Church for the destruction of my life by your Catholic Womb, my mother.
This isn’t about forgiveness for me, I have nothing to forgive. I thank everyone along the way all the time. Nobody taught me that skill, gratefulness has always been my Creed.
And that gratefulness is the reason I heal and don’t need to forgive anyone. But it also is a way to stay isolated because there are very few people in my 59 year life who care about other people in the details enough to be willing to change habits, statements they make continually no matter how much a girl tries, and etc.
I chose this notebook so I can walk the garden path and produce healing. COTS is full of healing and wisdom nuggets year ‘round that protect my aging mind from the cancers eating away at this society and its history.
And I already know you think me daft for spinning a little tale about a cottage in some long-forgotten place. That’s the problem; you have forgotten love and grace.
A NEW WAY
to live
in love
from Easter to Michaelmas
and back again.
Calendar of the Soul by Rudolf Steiner with Botanical Inspirations by Lynn Araijo
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.
You will please excuse me when I go intelligently “ballistic” because The Way’s Path among my people is righteous and true; and, all you want to do is suck the life out of me since the King and His Men don’t have anything to do with the other side of my life.
I had to throw the teacup notebook away which I was using to begin a second rendering this year with COTS and Ralph Waldo Emerson’s two articles.
You will excuse me for my love of you and them, The HOLY MEN OF RENOWN WHO PROTECT MY HISTORY YOU REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE, world order. What do you expect? That I will be destroyed as you wish my whole life story to be? Yes, actually, you expect Him and His Men to let you stone me into silence still, 50 state horror story!
I am going to put Ralph Waldo Emerson’s two articles here because they are important to my understanding as I begin again with a new The Calendar of the Soul by Rudolf Steiner.
And they will consequently go on His Blog too. I have time to make a literal, hellish fool out of you, oh Protestant and Catholic, prolific haters of anything remotely sane in balance of the spirit/body life of every non-wicked human out there.
If you are still in destruction mode, you need saving. Again. #gaveldrop.
You see, I’m just the Little Sister who didn’t know until Mr. Steiner told me; how I am supposed to reset the order of the pontification of COTS upon an erroneous Easter date.
My life story was set in the Universe and it happens that when He Mr. Steiner was writing this Original Book Calendar of the Soul in another tongue years ago, Easter fell on the week (April 7-13) in 1912/1913.
Yup fuckers, and I birthed my firstborn son on my birthday in a southern state that shall remain nameless it is still so stupid concerning fucking misogyny in the Protestant churches.
but the assassination of Abraham Lincoln was before the birth of my firstborn son–April 14 and 15 it took him to die like my dearest uncle who assumed I’d get to keep my inheritance he lovingly built with my daddy back in my Protestant crazy days–and I got it stolen from me as so many women get our identity of our true queen life stolen and we are trampled, along with our voices, long ago.
Uncle Robert Paul Davis-Beaty died five days after my birthday as I was writing my Original Life Story and HE IS THE LOVING MEMORY PERSON.
You are so stupid. Intelligently so, I might add. All of you. You have forgotten empathy, you have forgotten respect of elders, and you stare at phone to wash out your guilt tripping seared consciences. Would you like me to quote chapter and verse in the KJV NT? I won’t do it. You haters ignore everything but your devices now, you are so rife with issues of insecurity and lethargy. Oh my goddess here we go, Church of Laodicea.
Well, now I am learning a new way in 2025/2026 and Easter is week One, so that was (April 20-26).
I had people actively cursing my life again during all these epiphanies and I am going to cover the weak in my midst. You don’t get that story. There are now several stories you don’t get.
And I am putting this Easter’s New Beginning on my main WHICH MEANS YOU ARE GETTING THE WOMAN WHO IS THE “WIFE OF THE LAMB” “MARRIED” TO ISAIAH THE PROPHET IN ISAIAH 61 because I ain’t the only Judah Person in this cursed 50 states.
Don’t you realize you like, and fully intend on stamping the rest of the known history of my country, upon the curse on women, and he shall rule over you?
No. You don’t realize that and you march merrily along in your billions dollars legacies straight to hell on earth for the majority of us in the borders of this goddess forsaken land…….
ANYway.
In a fucking nutshell, I delete because my evolutionary writing ability, and reading ability, is just that sharp. I’ve run through most of your bullshit, religion, capitalism, non-religion, and everything in between the lines of time which is……TIME.
I’m bored now so here we go.
I just lied. I never get bored. Bored is for elitist bull shitters. Your drugs and alcohol, weed, and fucking lifestyle choices day in and out are rendering my country a fascist parade.
Cowards, you are all cowards and that includes every fucking democrat on this piece of shit called 50 states.
ANYway. Deletion is necessary for Pagan Me and embarrassing to my past and faithful Chrisitan existence.
You guys and gals cannot even take all that teaching been crammed up our minds and hearts and make it relevant to the people of today, any of them.
I wager if Katherine Kuhlman got ahold of Elon Musk we’d have a revival and that idiot would see the Light. I wager if I go throw a pagan circle around about what used to be my faithful HEB, nothing is going to happen and I might get caught again looking mighty strange.
I imagine a lot of things. I do what I do. Why is that? Oh enemy, as the NT of the KJV commands, I really do fucking love you.
Jesus Christ, it’s your fault. I done turned 1/3 atheist this shit is so bad. I’m still a waitin’ for you to prove to everybody I ain’t as crazy as you are, Sir. (LOLOL)
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.
Today,I guess I gave up/in a New Ages…./Write my poetry; gazing Sunrise/….don’t worry about pages./There are books aplenty./We still smile nonetheless./….I cry since wars aplenty….stay…./
“The potency of thought/is firmed by oneness with the spirit’s birth;/it thrills the vague delights of sense/to crystal clarity….”
#ENOCHTara says: please remember the sun dies in some mythology of oracle, majick, and universal frames of reference. However, the Sun does not die (as Jesus Christ did die over 2,000 years ago as Premier Sun God of the KJV Bible [public domain]) to Protestant, Catholic, and Muslim teachings.
One must access philosophers, astrologers, and spiritualists of former times to understand relevance of the death of the Sun, yearly, which kills the Moon automatically since She [my coined word SHEISTORY]—WILL EXPERIENCE since She is the Reflection.
Do NOT consider the Sun “girl” and the Moon “boy” at any time. I will come and visit your spirituality with whatever I see fit to vanquish this murderous federal government the United States has been tasked with.
A death angel gif I just posted to a Blue Sky, not Twitter. Pictured Above
The AI feature image is perfect. Winter is the reflective months; and, there is a solemn aura of holiness among the Trees who lose their leaves. The Angels weep; and, it is a cleansing balm of healing for our regeneration process toward Spring:
Create a high-resolution, highly detailed image centered around the theme of enlightenment and introspection during the winter months, inspired by the poetic reflections of Rudolf Steiner’s “Calendar of the Soul.” The image should feature a serene winter landscape, with soft, warm sunlight breaking through clouds, illuminating a quiet space where nature and the human soul connect. The style should be romantic and ethereal, evoking a sense of calm and contemplation. Ensure the focus is sharp, highlighting the delicate interplay of light and shadow in the scene, capturing an essence of both political sadness and creative awakening.
It is the First Full Moon of 2025. She is GLORIOUS TO BEHOLD. #ENOCHTara
CALENDAR OF THE SOUL by Rudolf Steiner
L Thirty-eighth week (22-28 December) (15)
“I seem, from a trance now free,
nursed by a soul the Spirit-Child to see,”
M Thirty-ninth week (29 December – 4 January) (14)
“Mind, grown more clear,
lets now my Self appear;”
Left to Right in reverence with the Master of Runes, RALPH H. BLUM:
Okay, this is a beautiful idea from Rudolf Steiner. I have a poem afterwards, and a hard-hitting video going on two of my blogs.
My life people have revealed to me, finally, two things: 1. Many people did not feel I was focused enough on mothering duties. 2. I am rejected for my expression of spirituality even as a young wife (not a mother yet)—and the story is told here. It is now obvious that I am fully rejected and there are people in my life who feel that they were and are still short-changed in life because I do not nor will I ever deny the Lord in my testimony.
Congratulations. You just lost someone who loves you more than you will ever figure out. I never say goodbye so expect to deal with me now or later. I will definitely know you as an ARCAngel on the other side.
I drew IV EMPEROR; XVII THE STAR; and VIII PENTACLES tonight with this blog work.
“In the past/present, the Western World has many strong Father Figures. Let us re-double our efforts to listen to them and yet, TARA Mother Figures caution Fathers—humility demands you to stop putting so many expectations within personal relationships.
Tara Star Queen presently speaks “hope, faith, meaning, inspiration, promise, healing, protection, and a NEW HORIZON!
In future, even as against people, let us continue educating ourselves in skills, and we can rest assured as we work, financial and job security will be our harvest to come. #GAIATARA
When power is extremely high, lots of little things happen around me and to me. Here, you notice my writing pens malfunctioned. I had to throw two of them away.
ANYway…….
I astral projected and the proof is…..I wrote 20 January 2025 and began living that day, wrote the poem, and then came back to January 13, 2025.
Feature Image AI : Create a highly detailed, sharp-focus image showcasing the concept of “Calendar of the Soul” by Rudolf Steiner. Center the image around a mystical full moon, illuminated in a radiant glow, symbolizing renewal and inspiration. Incorporate ethereal elements such as tarot cards (IV Emperor, XVII Star, VIII Pentacles) scattered gracefully beneath the moonlight. Use soft, warm lighting to evoke a sense of spirituality and hope, with subtle hints of nature to connect with the themes of healing and protection. Please ensure the image is high resolution to capture intricate details and textures.
Or, they say, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. and I genuinely laugh, appreciate the point, and move on knowing with That One, they find it okay if I just laughed and didn’t think about the point.
I was asked a question last week: what would you have done to make it…..something? Easier on the family is what I suppose is meant…..all these years?
Comply. That’s it. that’s the real truth concept.
View. what we all need is a view with no televisions, no smart phones, and no paths of least resistance. I visited with a Girl Family Member yesterday. She is of that other family that most people hate because of………path of least resistance living.
Including me, ya’ll. I didn’t say I didn’t have to be dragged here. But I equally didn’t say over how many years with how many recalcitrant Protestants and post-protestants (I mean, come on now, they are very good at PROTESTING!!) tagging along behind on my Santa Claus Girl Sled……
are here too in peace.
We had a little conversation over First Coffee at the Juda Table this morning, and we decided a few wee things.
And when I as a Sorceress write what I just did above, in italics, I am flat-out showing you what Astral Projection is.
It isn’t Fay Tale. It isn’t Fiction. And it is how many of us are. I Wake Dream. And I foretell the Wake Dream all the time. People attack me, out of fear of my power; and using defense mechanisms.
All we do is fight anymore (not just Protestants)—and then I am broken when people take my understanding and change it with Free Will because they demand to know better than the next person. They are all gods and goddesses, aren’t they? (Psalm 74)
smile.
We are The Relationship People. So everybody else that is good, stand in line and take a letter. You are loved, I am hated, and so is He hated in these arrogant United States. But and yet, God is the Same Yesterday, Today and Forever:
Relationship.
Feed the widow and the orphan.
Much love in your little world, but realize, I just shattered it. My commentary like this is coming here, not over there where Galadriel and Dragons are. Not over there where ARCAngel Mikeal is speaking the truth, Our Juda truth, and nothing else.
Relationship.
You can train your AI. Notice mine in this Feature Image, it shows us Black Jesus and Mary Magdalene.
smile.
Create a featured image that embodies the theme of “Relationship” as discussed in the blog post. The central focus should be a serene scene of two diverse individuals sharing a moment over coffee at a rustic wooden table, set against a backdrop of nature with lush greenery and soft sunlight filtering through leaves. The atmosphere should evoke warmth and intimacy, capturing the essence of meaningful connections away from technology. Use high resolution to ensure the image is highly detailed, with sharp focus on the subjects and their interaction, highlighting the deep conversation shared between them.
This is the Truth: to not comply as post-Protestant human beings, we must meet their “obey or you will have fellowship removed” habit out of our lives, and we must do it as peacefully as possible.
As my partner is my witness this morning, I continue in this WAY and go back to normal. What I am doing for my PTSD symptoms is keep my phone off, and we are trying to get me a second number established so I can have a new life. The old phone number can stay home or the data plan stay off while I am away.
So that those who have that number are left with a choice. If you love me, you will keep my true commandment as a Girl, which is, love one another.
If you love me, you will enact love no matter what is necessary to NOT deny the Testimony of Jesus Christ, or Buddha, or Atheism, or nothing at all ISM, in my life.
Certainly you must distance me if I am too hard for your body form to live around. But I wager, in my case, that millions of people can be with Me (the Man or Woman, you choose) in the feature image and drink one hot drink without any devices, thereby learning and mentoring with me—to smile again while conversing about this and that.
Statement of my ArtWork: “Do not tell US no; and, as we say our yes, we must “yes” with grace, mercy, everlasting healing, and health—for down trodden SOULS forever.
A Tribe Judah Gentile Shares 