“CALENDAR OF THE SOUL” BY RUDOLF STEINER, Thirty-eighth through Fortieth Weeks; (L, M, N—weeks 13-15) with The Classic RIDER-WAITE-SMITH Tarot with Alice Ekrek and Tania Ahsan

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.

Pictured Above

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RUDOLF STEINER’S COTS with little ole cara coffey who gives a shit, moving this artwork over here so I can Tribe Judah heal in this timeframe of what the fuq this shit is. Because I dunno, and I don’t want to know if you think you know. You don’t. PART ONE 1:11 PMC 08/JANUARY/2025 completed

That AI generation of my title is accurate, as an infant, I looked like a Girl Baby Buddah:

This image looks like a dream catcher. I have one, and I would prefer the one here. I will try to get a Buddha Dream Catcher soon. Much Love to my Indian and Asian People Groups. I hope you are safe today.

Okay and then, after all the catch the fuq up work I’m doing today, each article will start at New Moon Cycle and end at Full Moon with my ponderings. I promise not to cuss.

I’m coming through too many PTSD symptoms while still writing and vacuuming and I need to do math. So IF YOU HAVE NOT THROWN YOUR LAPTOP, YOUR PHONE, OR YOUR PUPPY, I THINK YOU’RE A GOOD PERSON today.

My fourth kid is a Swiftie. She can move like a Pentacostal in Worship like her mother so whatever.

We ain’t showing up now, Bitch. Just shake it off.

This is me today. Falling down the stairs is normal. Cursing an Entity with a lady accidentally taking out a window, the glass shattered, with everyone unhurt at one of my favorite places, is a normal me thing too, this year.

Photo by Viridiana Rivera on Pexels.com

In the next four years I will smile at you. It’s free.

Here are WE: The Tree of Life at the End of Revelation, KJV.

Hazy’s World on YouTube

Follow Me: if they’re

Gonna argue

And you’ve tried

Till you’ve died inside

In the gamut that they

Require hide.

Let’s make a self-love, reflective

and gorgeous stew.

#ENOCHTara #carabc

Recalibration in Forgiveness from October 8, 2024

MANDALAS volume One : Adult Coloring Book

And on September 26, 2024, I began to realize, “There is great value in the realization of my forgiveness journey being all mine.”

And yet I will share how I know that if many of us peoples of goodness who are older live this forgiveness somehow, that it leaves the generations after us with a Watermark, a Copyright—as it were—of having the forgiveness in the bank of souls lost and then found as I have been privileged and am privileged somehow to be.

The feature image is my basil plant.