goddess damn by carabc, pseudonym Tara or #SorceressAnn

Spontaneous Growth & Recognizing Mini-Miracles

The feature image is a basil I did not plant. I put a wee fence around it because it came up just outside that particular flower/herb garden area.

I have some concrete blocks making one bed of flowers and 2-3 Earth Boxes with herbs around the main bed.

It always gives me joy to see spontaneous growth of plants and bees humming among my herbs and ornamental flowers. The Sparrows who love to watch me in my Oak Tree up front are my love life also.

I pulled the basil because cold weather is coming to Texas, so I have decided to dry it and begin again with my herbs. I have finally found several herbs at stores that I had in past gardens in other dwellings’ yards.

Since I am growing older and need to stop picking up heavy things like an Earth Box with Catnip in it (jutting up against my front yard herb area)—etc….I decided to pull Basil which couldn’t have been moved anyway. It is drying on an altar of mine which is private, denoting rest for the weary soul.

If I were to take 2 leaves off that little plant and put them in a cup, then infuse with hot water I would directly fall asleep after drinking the tea. I’d better have had my teeth brushed by then, lemme say.

Smile.

There are other therapeutic uses for herbs. I am going back to some of those old ways now, and so again, I feel stressed for along about January and February of 2026 because my Earth Boxes are thriving, and one plant is indeed catnip which I just found.

The other Earth Box beside it is a sage given to me by my fourth child in a planter that is now on my front porch with one of two Rosemary, which is not good for infusion for a tea but is lovely for baked chicken and ……. Warding misogyny out of my ministerial presence.

The Sage given to me by my daughter and her partner is a wonderful reminder of faithfulness to one another—and it is in one of my Earth Boxes thriving beside my huge clump of Sage which must put up with Peppermint trying to take the whole bed over, bless Their pea-picking hearts, those Peppermint Peeps.

I can easily cut one Rosemary and put it in a bud vase to not only give a lovely aroma with incense and candles to my main two work areas—but also remind me to love my brothers young and old even when they are causing stress because of their preconceived ideas of what a woman should be.

A lot of men think they should stand there calling off other people about to stone a woman for being caught in adultery (where was the man, pray tell?)—and then blithely telling her to go and sin no more.

I am a Sorceress in the office of it who doesn’t blithely tell anyone something like that. I do stand for equality among sexes. I do tell people I know in Spirit Life since reports are coming to me that “those people” hate men…..That you should not hate men globally like that.

Nor should any man think he has any authority like Jesus Christ over 2,000 years ago in the Modern Day. Let a grown woman come to her understanding of that passage. You Penis Crowd should concentrate on not being so blatantly sexist and authoritarian and that isn’t an opinion.

Like I said, I am a Sorceress in the office of it. If I had a dime for every time someone instructed me, and I had to determinedly and carefully tell them to stop telling me what to do….those dimes wouldn’t pay me back for the property I own that was ripped from me because people decided I am mentally ill.

Like they thought the man who died on the cross over 2,000 years ago was mentally ill….is what I am saying. His telling a woman to go and sin no more meant: stop sleeping with men for your livelihood if you can, Hun. That’s all it meant. Nothing more and nothing less.

Did you think many a woman wanted to sleep with a penis to pay her bills? That’s another conversation. I don’t give one damn what men think about women—we are caught in the fucking middle and have been for generations.

ANYway…….Basil, thank you so much for helping me write a blog article by growing next to the flower bed this Season. Your roots are cleaned as much as your stems and leaves, I am keeping you on my altar to intercede for those who hate the opposite sex for whatever their reasons.

You aren’t going to heal going at it that way, People.

And I love you so…..is why this blog article is here.

Pictured Above

You do not have to take my hand for me to love you…….My heart has been ripped out enough to say But I don’t let the evening get me down…….Smile.

Come now my love life: see Us as the mini-miracle we are, we have been, and we will be.

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