POOL PARTY! --Presented by The Esoteric Fr13nds for Gaia (EFG).

Since people on here always think I'm a witch, I need to share this website for hoodoo dolls I saw on TV.

[link to www.doctorwrenfetishdolls.com (secure)]

Ignore the "fetish" bit. They are made to look scary to scare away the scary things. I'm gonna have one of those custom made for Merit. LOL They're really neat. Handmade in Charleston.

[link to www.doctorwrenfetishdolls.com (secure)]
^^^ About why the guy makes the dolls and the history of them.

Oh, fun night when the nutcase ACs come out in force.



Listen up, pyscho stalkers, your posts are just gonna get deleted here. So don't even try.

Reminds me of an Eagles song! Not sure of the name but probably "Witchy woman." Oooooo oooooo witchy woman, see how high she flies! Know that tune?

Funny you should say that because LJS and I are just getting out broomsticks out for our nightly ride.

Pick me up! I could use some air!

Ok! We will be there in half an hour!

Keep trying, psycho AC.

Sorry, friends ... been super busy.

I had the state police here twice (long story - I didn't call, lol, but obviously turned out fine).

I miss you all. Today was an anniversary for me, and this has already been posted on other social media, which took up a lot of my time ... but I want to leave it here, too. It has been occupying my thoughts for a few days.

Love to you all. <3


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On May 11th, 2013 (Mother's Day), I encountered a woman forcefully and purposely smashing her precious (but dirty) Pfaltzgraff dishes into her 50 gallon trash bin at dawn. She didn't talk. She had no voice left. Soon her children would wake up, and she would be out of dirty dishes to smash, anyway.

Earlier that night she had been repeatedly slammed and held against a bathroom wall while a very large man with very large fists threatened to "bash" her "fucking face in." She believed that she would die, and she screamed until she ran out of breath. The state police took him away, and they assured her he would never return without her permission. She contacted everyone she needed to contact to make sure her family was safe. As dawn turned to day, she slipped into a deep, deep sleep beside her children.

When she finally woke up it was night. Her mother, aunts and children were there. She couldn't move her arms to hug them. She was black and blue ... there were discernable fingerprints on her arms. There was an imprint of a towel rack on her back.


I've known her for four years now. She works very hard for her children and very hard at her job. She swims upstream every day to make sure everyone is cared for, that all her responsibilities are met, and that maybe she might help someone else who is living in what were her shoes.

These have been the best four years of my life - all because of her.

Without her, I'd most likely be dead.

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I'll be ready! Could we stop by Walmart, I think I need something!

^^^ What is this story? I don't use social media that much and haven't seen it.

Glad you popped in! State police though? Everything is ok?

LOL ok, no problem. We need snacks for the night flight anyway!

We need to take a trip to NOLA -- some great "dolls" to buy there.

Then there is this one:

It is amazing how strong we can be when we finalize realize we can.

God bless her and please keep giving her the strength she needs to go on.

I hate abusers.

this is for her then.

Earth, Fire, Water and Air.
The Snake, The Salmon, The Hawk and the Bear..
A sacred knowledge, special and bare...
What they have forgotten is special rare.

Witches are simply ladies that know and see things deeper than what everyone else sees..

For instance, Broom is a tree that produces flowers that are equivalent to Cannabis...

but knowing what to do with it is the magic spell.

Am I a witch, No, is Mila, No..

But there is deep set knowledge in us all and collectively and sharing it we could create a beautiful world.

Beannacht.

I know it's a day early but Happy Mother's Day Ladies and Mothers. Wishing you a loving spectacular day!



I get to spend the rest of the weekend with my granddaughters who I have not seen in 4 years so I am excited!!

How fun! We just had a birthday party for one of mine, she turned 3 on the 11th. Had the party last night. Her birthday is 5/11 and the party was at 511 Central Avenue. I was like, hmmmmmmmmmm!

I had not heard that ^^^ song before and I like it. I downloaded it just now on iTunes.

That's beautiful.

Well, what can I say, women are certainly infinitely patient. Not all of us but it takes great understanding sometimes. Did you see my post about the Stag and the Unicorn and the other animals included above them?



Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you, Niamh. I have an old old knee injury where I tore two ligaments. Dance injury. Over time it has bothered me after a day of walking, and the knee cap slips around a lot too. I never got surgery or anything for it and I was a teenager when it happened. Anyway, I was told to start taking turmeric to help with the inflammation. What do you think? Helpful?

Happy birthday to her and the big 3! I've seen a lot of 13s again this week. Constant. There's one of TV right now as I look up. Hmmm.

13 tribes! As my youngest, you would have to be a descendant!!!

I bet you if we traced lineage back far enough, and if it was possible to do so, it's the same tribe. Clearly as father/daughter, you and I come from the coolest tribe. I am competitive. NUMBER ONE TRIBE!!!

Well, yes! I am tribe of Judah. We are the rulers of Israel. My aunt tells me we are descended from King David. I have not seen the family tree though. What is real interesting though, is that I heard this from the Holy Spirit about 6months before my Aunt told me this. She said we have lots of Kings in our bloodline as well as some Popes. True story!

See? I knew it. NUMBER ONE TRIBE! I would not settle for anything less than the best. LOL

Niamh! I would like to hear about your Beltane night! Anything happen?

Me either. I think we deserve it!

Fringe, I left you some green karma in special honor of the lovely, classy and oh so well-mannered person who called you an idiot. Some people are just angry haters and always will be.