I pick her up, cuddle her, and talk to her as we enjoy the gentle, almost cool, winds blowing through our hair.
this morning, since I had to hit social media (below) and chores a certain way, I cannot remember what I said to my baby puppy, but she is helping me BREATHE. STOP. LOOK>LISTEN>and then speak or write.
garfield was checking on my outdoor food bowl as I walked outside to give the outside cats and crows some food, I have a little plant to put in a pot on my front door stairs, and the indoor dramas have calmed down.
that snapshot doesn’t cover the exorcism around me the past month, but nonetheless, My Loves, there has been exorcism around me and through me.
Thank you for hanging in there. Try with me, loves. try. Let’s try to smile and ruefully laugh a little at our former selves while I grasp at straws of democracy in a haystack on a farm somewhere, trying to find the needle of time’s thread which will set Texas straight and narrow for The Master.
TRYING.
an example to people younger than us….KEEP THEM SAFE!!! #SAVEtheCHILDREN #GENX #TARA
spending time calling out Graham. That one is lost, as lost as the bull shit on a cracker and the thing in the WH.
You are worth my time TODAY. I’m not worth your time today, Texas. Admit it. If I don’t hustle, I won’t see you or hear from you.
A phone call to your mother, or someone else’s adult creator/mentor (either male or female, you see?) is a good NEW starting point. A phone call to say, you know, I’m sorry for my part in your suffering across the years, and I want to wish you so much more in love today. May I start over with you?
with boundaries, my answer is always yes. You don’t know me, 50 States. I have been taught by the best One: Sabrina Wumbrand. Eara Davis-Beaty. Soledad Klonek.
I have been taught by the best there is, and you can test me. You can test Me. Watch Me serve you tea, coffee, a Dusty Rose HUG, and gentle laughter, as gentle as a spring rain.
Try Me.
Test Me.
and I will show you the love as unto these WOMEN WHO KNEW NO BOUNDARIES OF SACRIFICE
Pain is inevitable. Not at my table. Not in my House. I am here to try and help myself and others stop feeling pain about the Past going into the Present.
I love you.
My 97 Year Old ARCAngel Visit in an HEB Parking Lot 23 APR 2026
I was finished shopping and stood in line behind an older woman with strikingly blue eyes. She had a back slightly humped over like I’m beginning to have, she had her nails done like I never do, and she is about the height of my eighth child who is the shortest person, with my fifth child, in our large family.
On the top of her cart sat one larger, one smaller, packages of ….. Oreo Cookies (they are trademarked). I looked at those packages with all her other groceries, and I said….
“Look at you standing there with all those Oreos in your cart….”
She looked up at my humorously respectful face, and let’s just say I have seen that lovely smirk on Dusty Rose, any of my children, and a woman who then proceeded to win my heart as she told me, “I eat them at night” while I gave her a gentle hug she gratefully received as we exchanged the fact we are at home, I am 60, and she is 97. I SAID, republican party, SHE IS 97.
We chatted and then it was so funny. Because my new car was only parked two spaces down. Her car, she proudly told me as we continued to visit, is 15 years old. She is the real American I am, and we take pride in 15-year-old cars, or even slightly younger but still just as dear to Us.
I didn’t know it until today, since my youngest child is now about to be the proud owner of a rather tattered Toyota Corolla that I love dearly, how that car’s name is Robert.
We will allow Edward to rest in His Labors, shall we?
Ahh now you see the author of “The Double Moons Prayer Initiative” but I have co-authors and two of them are in this article.
I chose to serve my 97 year old counterpart and so I gently asked her if I may have the privilege at age 60 to put her groceries in her 15 year old car.
She couldn’t believe someone would take the time. She was teaching me one hundred percent of this time with her, and my lovely HEB friends knew it was holy ground work too…..we all knew we love each other, ALL OF US.
Let me not cry to conclude. I will not cry because that 97 year old ARCAngel said, I WILL NOT CRY.
“Why are they doing this to us?”
I hugged her again and asked, “Do we need to cry?”
I WILL NOT CRY. SHE IS GOD FATHERMOTHER. AND SHEISTORY WIPED CARA COFFEY’S TEARS AWAY.
I WILL NOT CRY.
REVELATION 21:4 KJV
Goddess Damn by #SorceressTara 
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