A Tribe Judah Gentile Shares

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

Updated 14 May 2025: due to issues beyond my control, this testimony must remain; however, I had to throw the book away that I was making.

1. Forty-sixth week (16-22 February) (7)

I am choosing to marry TAROT Rider-Waite-SMITH with guide book by Alice Ekrek and Tania Ahsan

TO

Calendar of the Soul THE YEAR PARTICIPATED

translated by Own Barfield

By Rudolf Steiner

Therefore, COTS and booklet review are weekly forthcoming on JUDAHPROVISION.COM

#ENOCHTara

2. “The world intends to lull asleep/the vigor vested in my soul…..

Now recollection, out of Spirit-deeps/which strength of will alone can long sustain.”

IX Swords: “I am Air and Ideas”: “You need to forgive and accept your limitations before you can lay to rest your past and move on.”

Mandalas To Color, Volume 1 : ColorIt Coloring Book #2 Revised Edition : Illustrated by Terbit Basuki

My YouTube.

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.

THEY STOLE OUR DEMOCRACY

The greatest gift I can give now

as years again pass me by

in tunnels of time

never heralded by angels sublime—

Is durations of love so pure as to only be

Good for being poet solitary

As the flame of my candle…..

Providing tiny lights

never understood as they fight…..

Flickers in the darkest times—

Hard are the seasons of contemplation;

Wide, oh so wide the path became.

Now we ride in the evenings,

and work while criminality flings.

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That’s it. That’s the tweet.

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.

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smile.

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Now notice my Ancient Ship MEGAMUNDED:

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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.

Plumb,”Safe in my Arms” on YouTube

I stare at my Crystal, a gift.

And I get a drink of water where

I buy coffee and trade friends

For PTSD symptoms’ life Sift

I Am but sand upon the shore

One grain, given to me luckily

Among many of them, lost are we

So I go buy bread at the store.

I could make it and stay in my abode

But then I’d be lonely, depressed

Because this society disregards me like

the bowels’ movement into the commode.

Awash am I in the sewer of life’s politicks

And religion of my youth’s discipline

Do we always have to rebel like is the norm?

Or am I ice cream patriarchy’s men lick?

And oh my GOD AND GODDESS; MY GOD AND GODDESS

WHY HAS THOU FORSAKEN THE POOR AND NEEDY?

OH MY GODDESS AND GOD; MY GODDESS AND GOD

WHY ARE MY PEOPLE SLAIN DAY AND NIGHT; NIGHT AND DAY?

I do not blame Thee, my Free

I do not shame Thee, my Lee

Why do people treat people

Like ghouls being slain by steeples’

Crimes upon humanity’s PAIN?

COME STORMS, ICE, FIRE, WIND, RAIN???

I always remember Thee, my Luv Life; and, as wrong as I appear to be constantly, forgive me please, You come back to Me as Real People, in all Goodness and Love, from Heaven Above.

That there, what I just stated above, is what a reincarnationist is—what a universalist IS. We remember The Good in Balance. Certainly, we know you have a dark side. We love your dark side. We love your light side.