How to Live Life to the Fullest on Planet Earth

It would be great if each individual was born with a manual attached to them, that outlined where they should go, what they should do, who they should love, how it will come about and when.  Unfortunately this is not exactly the case, so here are tidbits of Diamonds and Pearls I have gleaned to help you along your journey.

Generally Speaking, All Of Your Problems Will Be Given to You by Other Humans.

Whether it be via environmental influences, genetics, birth trauma, lack of prenatal care, relationships, etc., generally every last one of your problems will be given to you by another human being. Continue reading

Creative Ways to Deal with Anger

I am not a medical doctor, however these are suggestions and insights I am presenting to you.

Humanity is Only a Few Steps Away From Pure Animal.

The DNA proves it.  We hear about it all the time in the news.  People stealing kids and women like they are still back in the caveman days.  People lose their heads sometimes and go into fight or flight — someone ends up dead, however the perpetrator has no clue what really happened because they went black.  The church calls it demonic possession, but all is energy so everyone is possessed with something. Continue reading

I Rebelled Against Patriarchy and It Showed Up On My Face – A Love Letter

Dear Patriarchy,

It wasn’t that I didn’t like you, I was just done with the bull.  I mean, I know that my great grandmother was down for you, but my paternal grandma wasn’t having it, and I hung around her a lot…..so what did you expect…..grandpa wasn’t there to defend you because grandma divorced him.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got body-hairless cousins that cheer for you, but I can’t pretend to agree with you when I know you’re wrong.  Also, (clears throat)…..da da da dum…..I have a brain.

I know you think it doesn’t work, and that I’m flaky and emotional, but it just means I care, I don’t want to fight and I like the thought of living longer…., which by the way, you can do if you get with my program.

I have something I have to tell you and I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time.  You’re not as smart as me.  Nope, and under your leadership, little girls and boys have been raped and mutilated, and the world is going to hell in a hand basket.

Speak to someone who cares — get advice about love and finances.

Oh, you didn’t know?

But, I’m not going to make this long, I just wanted to ask if we could find a way to get along.  I still want your virility in my life, but when you see me….you see someone else.  It kinda showed up on my face and now you think I’m a smartass or a know-it-all.

Nooooo!  It’s not that lol, it’s just that I like not having bruises on my arm from you pulling me where I don’t want to go.  And, sometimes I just want to curl up with my English tea, my cat and my kindle.  And just because I don’t want to have sex when I want my kindle, doesn’t mean I don’t ever want it because when I want it, I WANT IT!  I no longer want to be a slave to the drug testosterone or to the tiny bacteria that lie at the root of your male member, which YOU refuse to treat because…

“That doctor’s equipment hurts me!” You say in your whiny voice.

So you’d rather I be hurt by you.

Oh well, don’t hate me because I have my own mind.  I still need you.  Let’s figure out how we can make this work because you have to admit, we need each other.

Love,

Matriarchy

A Lucky Love Moment in Time – Pisces, Scorpios, Capricorns and Tauruses

The Moon is Conjunct Mercury, Jupiter and the Sun — This is Kinda Important

Current Date and Time 10/20/2017 1:14 pm eastern

As you know, the Moon is a fast moving body, which changes position in a matter of hours so its energy is powerful and it provides for moments in time to give you what you want, depending upon the other astral bodies around it. This time it is about magickal workings concerning legal situations, specifically regarding marriage. Some of you who have been dealing with marriages that are challenging and it seems headed toward dissolution. During the next hour there are connections you can make in the Energy realms to turn things the way you want them to be thru meditation and prayer. I always say, Energy is like money in the bank — you have to know how much you have and then make an appropriate withdrawal. Good luck!

Call or chat with me today to discuss the possibilities that life and love have to offer you!

Many blessings!

Ms. Renee Tarot, Advisor

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Ext. 05241298

Making the Right Choices

We Ask for Many Things in Life, But What Do We Really Want?

We are going about our daily lives and so many things are available to us. We can easily peer into each other’s lives via social media, reality TV, global travel options, etc., and with so much to see, sometimes we think we want what others have, when perhaps we really don’t.

I have to admit that most times I have ever asked for something that I thought I wanted, when I received it, I wished I had never gotten it in the first place. Some ways to know what you really want is to go inside yourself for a week or two with as little external stimulation as possible. During this time, what appealed to you and what did you miss most?

Ask for only one thing at a time so you can focus your energy on one thing, but before asking for it, give it some thought to include how it will affect you, those in your inner circle, and your future self. Will it still be beneficial for you in 5 years, 10 years, etc.? Read up about it and check out what other people have to say who have it. Do you have the help around you to manage this thing? How will it affect your freedom and disposable income?

You can have what you want, but it is important for you to focus on one thing at a time to give it the energy it deserves, and to make sure it is truly a part of what YOU really want, despite what others have.

Love, light and many blessings to you!

RT

Chapter Six – When the #Man You #Love is #Cheating – Excerpt from the Book Broken Heart by Renee Tarot on #Amazon

Are #you #okay? Has your #heart been #broken leaving you feeling not okay? If so, I #hope that you will feel better after reading my #book, which is #free for all #Amazon #Unlimited subscribers.

Broken Heart: The ‘How to Get Over Someone’ Emergency Recovery Manual for Women

Unfortunately, I must admit this book, and especially this chapter, are written as a result of my personal experience with certain negative situations and behaviors, namely infidelity, which surprisingly left my #mind in #one #piece.  I have chosen to take a bit of a different approach on the topic of cheaters in this divorce/break up blog.  You can easily go to the internet, library or bookstore and find loads of articles and periodicals about characteristics of people who cheat, specifically men, which I will focus on since I am a heterosexual woman and that is where my firsthand experience lies.  I actually have decided to deal with what I think I needed to learn from the situation, hoping that someone will benefit from this.

Some of what I discovered came from conversations with the “other woman” who indulged me by telling me what my husband had said about his ‘love’ for her and what he’d told her about me (believe it or not, this person was very similar to me, except not as faithful :).  I have also talked to male relatives who cheated to get their perspective from a man’s point of view.  With regard to speaking to the other woman, it was more of a relief than anything to have firm proof that my suspicions were not unfounded and that I was in my right mind.

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The Purpose of #Pain in #Heartbreak – A Look at Domestic Abuse

I’m sitting here in front of my laptop, wondering what to say to you, but secure in the fact that there is something to be said.  You see I write when I am hurting or happy  — it is a coping mechanism, a mandate which has also turned into a tool for healing myself and others and I have become very secure in the fact that I don’t have to know what to say when I begin typing.

Why Would Anyone Want to Hurt Me?

You are a person that others can come to for help and understanding.  The thing that you would never dream of doing to anyone was done to you and it does not make sense.  Of all the whores in the world, why were you targeted.  Stop.  Wait.   This is about me.  Please excuse my mid-paragraph change from second to first person.  What is it about me that someone would beat down the door to get into to my heart, just to tear it up?  What good could come of this?

Hurt People Hurt People…..Period.

My ex-husband had a very charismatic smile.  To this day, women find him hard to resist and he knows it, believe me he is well aware of it….LOL, except for his teeth are now falling out.  I recall sitting with him during our dating period and listening to horrific stories of childhood abuse by his babysitter when he was as young as three years old, a mother who took drugs and chose abusive men over her children and a father who was not interested in being there.  I decided (in usual Piscean fashion) that I would be the one that would be there for him and prove to him that not all people are that way.  Little did I know what was in store for me, but there was and is a purpose for it all.

Initially I could not understand his passive aggression that he had perfected while living with a very strong-willed Leo mom.  You see, he still felt himself the victim and he was very angry with women and not ready to let go of that anger.  Each time he hurt me, he hurt her.  Each time he hit me, he hit the babysitter.  Each time he abandoned me, he was trying to get his father back for abandoning him.  I was just the scapegoat….an unwilling, unhappy, scapegoat.

It’s Hot in the Oven!

Many of you have read my blog and you know I have a pretty big mouth (LOL) so there were a lot of times that I said what I thought and ended up using extra Revlon ColorStay foundation to cover up the black eye.  As the new me was being sifted, shaken, stirred, poured on, and eventually baked, I sat there like Job in the dust wondering why all of this had happened to me when all I wanted was love and a family.  I had sat down with this man before committing to him and told him clearly what I wanted in a relationship and had sincerely expressed to him that I was looking for something serious, but we did not go through premarital counseling and I did not have a psychology degree.  A professional would have heard his story, asked how he had resolved it and would have warned me that this was not a healed person.  Instead I chose to believe his words, see his smile and signed a contract.  He was the hunter and I was a deer in the woods.

Soon after we were married, I noticed his lack of participation in our relationship.  He had me just where he wanted me….up on a wall like a dart board above a fireplace mantlepiece, with my face morphing into everyone that had ever hurt him.  I had no clue what was going on because they did not teach this in school and weird things started to happen.

The Transformation was Not Cute!

I began to swear and curse….something I had never done before in my life.  I reacted to his actions, but not to his circumstances, which were about 42 years old and much deeper than me.  His heart was stony and when I cried, he laughed because that was a dart through the heart of whichever enemy I was that day — and besides, no one had wiped his tears away as a child so who was I to be comforted.I honestly felt like he was jealous of me….jealous that I had a mother that loved me, jealous that my father had been there all my life, jealous that my sisters and brothers were gainfully employed…and even though none of us were perfect, the jealousy turned into hatred.  The one that I thought would protect me and love me hated me more than anyone else in the world, which makes me, to this day, leery of marriage.I orchestrated a trip for him to meet up with his dad so that they could talk after having been estranged for over 25 years.  We went to his dad’s home, but my ex turned into a little boy and could not get up the nerve to ask his dad the hard questions.  It was a wasted trip.

In the meantime, I began to eat like a Shih Tzu because food was like a drug.  It gave me something to look forward to, put me to sleep, and made me undesirable because I no longer wanted to be attractive to him due to an intense resentment.  Then I shaved my head…..yep…..I shaved my head just like Job.  The good thing about that was everyone else in the world was nice to me because they thought I had the ‘c’ word…and actually I did — him.I remember the nightmares, literal nightmares that I had about him running from me in a crowd as I chased him and called his name.  I would awake crying and in distress because I thought he was supposed to be my husband, whatever the fuck that was.  It was weird.  I also recall nights in the basement, staring in the dark, alone in the oven.  I couldn’t sleep in our room because I just couldn’t.  The marriage was desecrated.  My girlish beliefs were shattered.  I had no where to go, no one to teach me and no heart to hold the lessons.  There was a couch downstairs and it seemed to hug me when I slept on it.  I’d remain there for months listening to meditation tapes to try to fix my mind, while I prayed for help and a thick presence would fill the room, complete me and lull me to sleep.

At the time, I did not know I was being recreated because it is a good possibility that if I had met a wonderful man like Mike Brady and had a loving family I would not have written my first song in 2008 because I would have been too busy baking pies for my sexy husband and planning Thanksgiving dinner with Alice.  The day that I wrote the song “Free” I had finally realized this man had NO INTENTION of trying to make me happy because he was a mysogynist.  I did not know what that word meant,  but I knew there had to be a word for men who hate women and there it was – mysogyny.

I decided to give myself a birthday party one year and he knew it was very important to me so on the day of the party, he refused to come, just to try to hurt me — because his dad had not shown up to any of his birthday parties.  It was like the thought of me being happy pissed him off (remember I represented all of the women he hated) so in a fit of anger, sadness, distrautness and hopelessness, I was like, I need to write a song….yeah I know, but this is what happened.  I was soooooo pregnant (by my baby’s daddy, who’s name was Mr. Pain) that I went to the nearest Guitar Center, purchased a preamp, a mike, and ended up stumbling through Cakewalk software (not user friendly) and writing the following;

Sometimes I want to be free

of the pain surrounding me.

Free to laugh and to smile,

spreading love to every child.

Thinking of reasons to be sweet.

Smiling at the people that I meet.

Sharing with the ones who are in need.

I just want to be free.

It was a silly little song that you can listen to here (Free).  I had no clue what I was doing, but the baby was crowning and that song was just a realization of my pain and a personal profession of my desire to be happy.  I kept thinking we could fix it and I kept trying, which turned into “I Don’t Want Nobody Else” and then getting mad again, which came out as “Somebody Lied”.  Before you know it, Mr. Pain’s baby was born and I had enough material for a friggin album, which my ex hated of course – LOL!!!!!

The realization sat in one day when I picked up his cell phone and read the text message, “Babe I’m home and I miss you.”  That message was not from me. I think the thing that made me so mad was the fact that I had spent so many nights alone wondering what was wrong and why marriage had turned out to be lonelier than being single and then came the songs “Don’t Rain on My Parade” and “New Day”, which completed the album, as well as the books “The Mystic” and “Broken Heart”.  By the way, he abandoned homegirl too.

The Chocolate Cake is Done!

Well guys, I’m not going to tell you that sometimes I don’t cry because sometimes one tear does still fall, but I no longer ball over this broken relationship.  I think the tears still fall because it is sad that people can be so evil or that once you know that people are evil, it can rub off on you.  Even if he crawled back to me on bloodied knees he could never get back in because, as Pink says, he was a tool, but I can tell you one thing:  I have come up with a whole lot of ways to do what I am suppose to do in this Universe ON MY OWN because I do NOT need the Counsel of Elders, the Fates and any other sadistic groups sending any more shit my way to get me to do anything, which is the reason that I am writing this tonight.Some people may ask, “don’t you feel sorry for him?  He needed help?”  My answer is FUCK NO!  There are many people who were abused who didn’t turn out like that.

I don’t know who needs this right now but most times pain is not personal.  People hurt other when they’re angry at someone else.  You are a timeless and eternal soul who will one day be too strong and bright to fit into a human body.  Perhaps the sun in our solar system was once a broken woman who’s pain from abandonment, the loss of a child, the loss of a parent, etc.,  caused her to be consumed to the point where no one could get close to her.  She soon learned that she had to leave her dead behind on the battlefield and help the living.  Now her energy is a ball of fire, fueled by her experiences, and is the center of a solar system and that feeds and nurtures an entire planet, ours!

Make the best decisions that you can and seek professional advice when it is appropriate.  When you feel an odd nudging to do something positive, just do it because you don’t know who it will help.  My hope is that after listening to my music, books or blog posts that someone’s eyes will automatically dry from crying or that they will drum up the courage to seek help and stop hurting others because there is enough room out there for us all to have our own solar systems!

RT

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