my coffee ritual this morning: 2d

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10.30.2026

A sparrow redeemed, 2c – Goddess Damn by #SorceressTara

Please bear with me; HAGAR is coming…….

There comes a point in a girl’s life when she realizes…….every time she cries, she alone knows the reason.

That being said, what men don’t know is how every time our child cries, the one we grew and witnessed the face of, face of, face of……

WE HEAR THE ECHOES THROUGHOUT HEAVEN AND EARTH AND OUR VOICES ARISE AS SHEKINAH’S SHEISTORY TO WAGE….peace on earth goodwill to humankind.

Think for a moment, a day, a week, maybe give yourself one month to think upon yourself being knitted in the Womb.

THE MOTHER WHO LOVES THE CHILD PAST HER OWN LIFE STORY, WHAT OF HER? NOBODY TRUSTs HER, THEY ONLY USE THE CHILD SHE KNOWS IS INNOCENT WHEN THE FACE IS BEHOLDEN UNTO HER, AND WE CONNECT LIKE NOBODY ELSE CAN SEE.

they only use the child knit in my womb mysteriously.

We Mother and Child connect like none other, IN THAT MOMENT OCCASIONALLY when MOTHER AND CHILD ARE FREE.

are free?

maybe. The feature image is Samantha. My first child, whose birthday I was not allowed to participate, and I forgive everyone this pain in my life, found her starving in a neighbor’s front yard. Brought her home.

And Sammy Sue, as I called her, taught me and my family many things about loyalty that I ask us to remember. I ask us to remember.

A mother should never be prevented to show love to a child she gave her life to give life to, and that child should be free to be forgiven and forgive the mother who gave up her life for the child’s life.

What has happened in America is the direct result of people not listening to the Savior first and my daddy second: RELATIONSHIP.

I DIE INSIDE EVERY DAY WHEN I DO NOT GET TO HAVE A HAPPY RELATIONSHIP WITH TEN INDIVIDUALS IN HEAVEN.

And you laugh at me, hate me, “do not love you”, and otherwise scorn SHE WHO GIVES LIFE.

I forgive you.

You come in and trim HER down for “infractions” like she is dispensable and you are not. She stood in a corner of the house her father built, crossed her arms over her beating heart, and felt deep shame. Again.

I forgive you.

#SorceressTara