Poetry | “Spaces Others Leave Behind” by Renee Tarot

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You began this incarnation in a time space someone else left behind.

Your grandma’s woes, your mother’s pain, your father’s disappointments, great grandpa’s joy; the energy of all of it wrapped up in the aura called ‘you’, with the addition of your personal uniqueness.

You can stay in this space, in what was left behind, or you can take it and turn you into who you want to be. All spaces exist to pass through or to remain in.

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What will you make of it in the time space you are in? Will you allow this space to swallow you perpetually, or will you use it as fuel?

Will you leave the seed in the package or on the shelf to stay forever locked in pain or will you plant it in life’s circumstances, embrace the rain of your tears and allow your hope’s sun to evolve you to new places. Imagine who you could be.

Can you guarantee you would have been satisfied with life, the way you were, if it had not happened? If that other time space never existed.

In life there are few guarantees, and those guarantees you must hold on to fiercely, no matter what others around you say. Eventually you will loosen even those guarantees as you continue to change.

It hurt, in fact it was brutal. How could he, she, anyone, God, allow it. Pain left you there, seemingly to rot. Hurt is not fair.

Fair is not a guarantee of happiness, however Faith is. Faith is the fuel to get you to better spaces.

It had already happened before you were born, yes the time space existed, yet you were perfect then.

Now you hate who you think you have become because of it, but you are always vascilllating between spaces and headed toward who you were before you were born. To perfection. The perfect yous live now and they are many.

One of those few life guarantees is you do not have to be stuck in any time space. You are everywhere.

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The real question is, in this existence of simultaneous time spaces, will you allow yourself to be the perfection of who you already are, and to remain in those many good spaces

…at least most of the time?

RT

Poetry | “This Journey’s Purpose”

IT IS confusing when nowhere are true comforts of home.

Childhood bred false hopes. Adulthood leaves most alone.

Make no mistake, you tried to cope by doing what they wanted,

but with thoughts of what you’d become, your mind was sorely haunted.

To give up hope on common sense is least hope of them all.

To accept blindness instead of bliss is purposefully trying to fall.

Difficult to believe is nothing more in life could ensue;

but if you lose your faith, You know you’ve lost the essence of you.

Perhaps this journey’s purpose is to teach the truth of lack,

so in a better time-space your pure mind won’t e’er look back.

Renee Tarot

Author of “The Mystic” on Amazon

In Honor of Siblings Who Are Also Friends

What is a Friend?

A friend is someone who connects with you wheree’er you go.

No matter how wide or how high your thoughts, with you they try to flow.

There is a special kind of love the binds you past the end.

A certain cosmic concoctional soup with stardust makes a friend.

What is a Special Sibling Friend?

I have four siblings, who I love all, but two are a special kind,

For when I have a cloudy day, they always soothe my mind.

We share our secrets, big and small, with true and honest awe.

They both have deep abiding faith in me in spite of flaw.

When others say most unkind words, I think how they love me.

It keeps me glowing deep inside; through them they help me see

That I am worthy, I am good eve’ when they tell hard truth

I trust them both with all my heart, e’er since I was a youth.

Yes, we have fought and we have cried, but nothing stops our bond.

I do believe ever they’ll be with me now and beyond.

TELL YOUR SIBLING FRIENDS HOW SPECIAL THEY ARE TO YOU TODAY!

A Message for the Priestesses of Earth

To Know Truth

To understand the deep waters and tap into Her kind,

and to realize that mankind is mostly upside down

is to know truth in its freeing form.

You are aware of all and you honor the conception of other origins.

Your full understanding is incomplete, yet all-knowing in the acceptance of that incompleteness.

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