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

#Love #Yourself First to Help Cure a #Broken #Heart !!!

osun butterflyAs you all know, my life is a series of spiritual experiences and for this, I am very grateful. The moth that is depicted on this post visited me recently and the untouched picture on its wings reminded me of who I am….a queen…

The Woman in the Candle Shop (True Story)

Yesterday I had the awesome opportunity of visiting one of my favorite candle shops to pick up trinkets and supplies.  When I arrived at the shop, there was a sign on the door that said the shop was closed for a few hours.  I was sorely disappointed as I had driven quite a ways and to my wondering eyes, a woman appeared to unlock the door.  I mentioned to her that I thought the shop was closed and she said, “Not for you.”

A young black woman came in right after me and was staring at me as the mystic behind the counter dressed my candles and we raved about Oschun.  I did not pay the young lady any attention because people are always looking at me like there is something odd about your sistar!

The mystic behind the counter stopped talking to me and turned to the woman and asked her why she was crying.  I had not even noticed because I was so engrossed in my conversation.  The young woman then turned to me and said, “I want ‘you’ to help me.”

I looked at her and probably looked a bit confused since there was a very capable woman who was working behind the counter and who had even taught me some stuff.  The young lady began to tell us about a problem that she was having leaving someone that she realized she needed to let go of.  The gist of my message to her was, “Baby, you don’t need magick.  You just gotta love yourself.”

Broken Heart

Some years ago, I wrote the book Broken Heart, which you can find on this page in the right sidebar.  The book started out as a journal that I wrote in during times where I could hardly breathe from the pain — somehow the writing soothed the discomfort of my heart.  I had gone through an awful betrayal with someone who knew better, but who was not empowered to do better.  In order to save my soul, I began writing, until a blog turned into a book recording the first few months after a devastating heartbreak and how I survived it.  I make no apologies about what I wrote in the book because it was what it was.

The Actual Message from the Universe

Today I was thinking about the experience and I realized that the young lady was not just speaking for herself, she was the voice of all of the young women who had made the wrong choices in a mate and who, because of their intense love, was finding it hard to let go of a futile situation.

I write in the book about one particular situation where I literally felt I would die from the pain, however instantaneously a swift wind came into my basement room and removed the intensity of it and I have never since felt that type of pain again.  Perhaps the entity that visited me that night left me a little medicine for you too, which I have done my best to infuse into the book and a song.

I felt like singing today and what came out was what I consider to be the theme song to the book Broken Heart.  You may download this song, free for a limited time, if it encourages you……please note you will be asked to join my mailing list to receive the download, but I promise to always encourage you and I do not send emails often, perhaps monthly.  If you do not want to join the list, you can still listen to the music.

Also, keep in mind that the free download is for a limited time only, but I do hope that it does help someone who needs the strength to let go! If your heart is loved and healed, please forward the song to someone who is not as fortunate as you.
RT