Did you pour a cuppa? Im having Afternoon Earl Grey (Fortnum and Mason) and a small spoon of Chocolate Sticky Toffee Pudding.
I wanted to share the receipt with you, as I've been sampling and cooking up many Victorian English recipes from Mrs Threadgoode's menu for our little tea room. I especially wanted to get quite promising at making the desserts so that when you make the sojourn to have tea at (Mrs Threadgoode's English Tea Room) located at The Carter Settlement, you can rest assured of perfected confections and the atmosphere divine; truly an english heaven on earth.
Of course, I chose Sticky Toffee Pudding because, as legend has it, It is my favourite pirate dessert (Johhny Depps), and how fitting for a dear Mermaid. The tea room (Mrs Threadgoode's English Tea Room) menu has the lovely dishes and teas mentioned in The Tale of Merrymaid Scarlette Rose.
I will share the recipe with you and review a few little notions to encourage you to make it yourself, and you won't have any difficulties.
Chocolate Sticky Toffee Pudding
(Same receipt made at Buckingham Palace for the Royal family)
Serves 6
For the pudding:
6 ounces Medjool dates, pitted and each cut into about 8 pieces (this is where the 1 tsp bicarb soda and 1/2 pint boiling water are to be used; do not make the mistake of adding the water and soda to the pudding as i did my first time making it; for it will ruin the pudding and you'll have to consign it to the tip. Smile)
[1 tsp bicarb soda] [½ pint boiling water] 2 ounces butter 6 ounces granulated sugar 1 cup Scharffen Berger chocolate chunks 1 egg 8 ounces of all-purpose flour 1 tsp vanilla paste 1 tsp baking powder For the sauce: 11 ounces dark muscovado sugar 7 ounces unsalted butter ½ cup Scharffen Berger chocolate chunks 9 TBs of heavy cream
Prepare the sauce by adding all of the ingredients to a heavy-based pan. Stir over high heat until everything is combined.
Bring to a boil and simmer for 4 minutes.
Pour about 1½ cups of the sauce into a greased 2-pint pudding basin and let it cool. Then, save the remaining sauce to pour over the pudding.
Place the dates in a bowl with the bicarb soda and the boiling water. Stir until the soda dissolves and leave to cool. Steps one and two can be done a day ahead.
Cream the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Add the egg and vanilla, and keep beating. Fold in the flour and baking powder, followed by the date mix and chocolate chips. Spoon the mix into the bowl on top of the cold sauce.
Steam the pudding in a double boiler for about 1½ hours.
When the pudding is ready, reheat the remaining sauce.
Invert the pudding onto a warm plate and pour over the sauce. Serve with clotted cream, whipped cream, or ice cream.
Here's a lovely little bit i posted a few days ago on ye old tube, (or watch it below)
and i think you'll find it rather charming. We are reaching new heights, and I am very tickled with the direction of my YouTube channel and blog. I am grateful for you and for being here. We are indeed kindred spirits.
I also posted another video about animals being our teachers. If you would rather enjoy that video than read the text, you can watch it below.
My kittens (they are fully grown, but i still love calling them my dear little kittens) have taught me so many life lessons; one in particular was overcoming my childhood abandonment. I will share that in more depth another day; however, today's post is about something different, likewise about my little kittens. Animals never worry. My kittens never worry; they trust and know they are always taken care of; they know i will always give them their food, water, treats and bowl of warm milk, and I always will because i love them. Just as our Mermaid Inner Being(aka higher self/ The Great Creator/ Universe loves us and continuously supplies the necessary notions. We will always receive anything we ask for; however, i must clarify this quote i wrote because it's imperative to understand trust.
“ The amount of trust we have in ourselves must be of equal facility to the trust we have in our Mermaid Inner Being.” Lady Raquel M Carter
Now, my darling, dear mermaid hearts, the reason i say this is because when we do not trust ourselves, we will find it rather difficult to trust others, much less a deity (the Great Creator/Universe/ Source), for example. When we ask for things, we still live in the third-dimensional world where the vibration is relatively low on the scale of consciousness. Once we move up the map of consciousness, we will not strive to “Get” things. Ask, and it is given. The objective is for us to “trust” and allow. We must surrender our will to our higher will. Many folks do not want to do this or do inner work because we all have this little human notion we are born with called the (ego), which ive nicknamed “My Poppet.” We must treat “Our Poppet” with a gigglemug as it will always strive against the mortality of the human experince, which is getting things, control, validation, external offerings, all low vibrational nonsense on stilts. We must override the “Poppet” master poppet. We allow it to be there but do not allow it to override our soul's perspective. We all have a “Lil Poppet”; it is our friend because it's a part of our earthly experience and tangible body; however, it mustn't rule us. One must starve it out by not giving it the things that generate energy it needs to activate. Now, just as one feeds addiction and allows its focus (this male aspect, the conscious mind that is focus), it will grow; therefore, do not give it energy. This concept is another reason i vehemently advocate the importance of listening to new beliefs at night to rewrite the subconscious mind. Just as you must program a computer, you must reprogram the mind to have all new lovely beliefs. Because as a child, the majority of humans are working off of old paradigms, programs and limiting beliefs imposed upon us from our families, organised religions, ancestry, etc., and many are rubbish beliefs and utterly disempowering. Just as i have done for over four years, i went on an exploration and became a test (guinea pig) to see what worked and didn't. I will now tell. You know that, yes, when you focus on lower 3D manifestations, some will come, and most will not in a sustainable measure. This concept means that, yes, you will manifest your desire, but it will not sustain itself long-term, and it will always turn out dreadful because it's a forced (low vibrational 3D: 200 and under on the Map of Consciousness) manifestation. Everything is Energy.
Here's why, my darlings; remember, at the start of this post, I said that we ask, and it is given. Now, if we begin acting like a spoilt child and pitch a fit, we do not get what we want, and no, the reason is not a form of punishment. It is our higher self (Mermaid Inner Being/ Higher Soul, The God Aspect of Ourself) who knows the greater desire within us, and it is to teach us through lessons. And we need to learn not to be attached to earthly things; we are here to learn, grow and expand. This little notion is because we typically receive things when we no longer care (with the caveat we know as Creators how to manifest using Neville Goddard’s techniques properly).
It's not filling an earthly gap; we (Our Higher Self know those things are fleeting and not what life is all about.) Our higher soul is then saying,” Okay, my love, you have learned”, and youre now in the state that your higher soul longed to be, and you raised your vibrational state; well done, darling.”
I am happy to announce that my little storybook, The Tale of the Christmas Bunnies, was released a few days ago. I am so proud of myself. If you would like a copy, here is the link.
I hope you also realise the wonderment and beauty that you are at this time of the season and are looking forward to new beginnings.
I am happily and joyfully experiencing another ego death and rebirth, so it's rather fitting for the season. I am sending you all my love, and I can not wait to write to you again. I hope you enjoy the charming book! It truly is a magical little story.
[DISCLOSURE: Firstly, here is a bit of housekeeping: My Surebonder Holiday Light Tacker Staple Gun was provided free for my review.]
My dear mermaid hearts,
In my dotty world of fancy fairytale folklore and living In a little Victorian cottage, I am a bit of a stickler for the authentic Victorian-era aesthetic, which also applies to holiday lights.
Candles are not such a dear price; however, for safety measures, the groundskeepers say i am forbidden to place candles strewn about for fear of fires.
Therefore, In living in a cottage that does not officially belong to me, i must be particular when placing notions here and there. They must be sturdy enough, however temporary enough, that when it's time to close up the shoppe (take down Christmas decorations), there's no sign of residual damage to the (interior or exterior) walls of the cottage structure.
Hence, I was delighted when Surebonder reached out to me to review the Surebonder Holiday Light Tacker Staple Gun.
An English tradition is to use plenty of natural elements to dress one's cottage, and this beautiful season, I chose English Ivy to encapture simple elegance.
Jeffrey Shawn and I spent a few hours collecting vines, greenery, cedar, English ivy, and holly branches that grow so abundantly around the village.
I dare say after i arrived back at the cottage, I popped open my Surebonder Staple Gun, loaded the staples, attached the plastic insulators, and began hanging my english ivy intertwined with my white lights. The most outstanding aspect that makes the Surebonder different from your average staple gun is the shape of the staples.
If you look closely, it has a bit of an arch to ensure plenty of space for the wire light strand to snuggle safely with a bit of wiggle room for the wiring. The other delightful measure is the plastic insulators. They are wonderful for Christmas (holiday) lights, as well as garlands, alarms, phone cords, speaker wires, intercoms, televisions, and computer cables.
I will share with you lovely DIY darlings an additional treasure trove tip: when you place pressure on the light tacker, squeeze the handle until the staple is set; otherwise, you will struggle with the insulators coming off. I watched several reviews on Ye Ol' Tube, and they spoke about not liking the product because the insulators were not attaching. This happens because you must read the instructions correctly.
The trick is to apply even pressure on the gun for the staple to set before withdrawing the gun from the surface. I never had one problem; in fact, I'm using my Surebonder for everything from all sorts of cords to wiring. I loved the product; it's such a brilliant invention.
Collect your Surebonder here if you'd like to try it; if not for Christmas decorations, try it for your next DIY project of hiding all those modern amenities in your Victorian "Cottage of Belonging."
Once upon a quiet morn, beneath the watchful gaze of grey clouds, I set myself to the charming endeavours of home, for there were treasures to be made anew and comforts to weave for this beloved cottage. By that wise soul Sarah Ban Breathnach, it is said that true contentment is the art of discovering wonder in the humblest corners. And indeed, I took to heart her counsel on making a home with what we have on hand and not what we wistfully wish it would hold.
First, I turned my attention to a simple, round and sturdy crock that once held flour, oats, or perhaps brined cabbage in its distant past. Though worn by time and emptied of its purpose, it seemed quite eager to serve once more. With careful hands, I applied a delicate stencil of letters- just the sort of simplistic embellishment I imagine might have graced my English granny's larder. When it was complete, I stood back, pleased as a child on Christmas Eve. And there it was: a noble vessel, reimagined for my eggs each morning, which would henceforth nestle cosily within its flour-dusted embrace.
Then, as the kitchen clock struck noon, I came to the matter of my apron. One cannot make a proper home without the garments to do so, and I must confess, I've longed for something that might boast both pride and practicality. Rummaging through my cupboard, I found an ole' bedsheet of faded floral print, soft with age but sturdy still. I folded and stitched by lamplight, humming a tune that seemed to lift from the depths of memory. At last, it was complete- an apron of simple yet noble design, as suited for baking bread as it was for gathering herbs from the garden.
With each creation, I felt the very bones of the cottage grow stronger, knit together by the love and attention bestowed upon it.
My darlings, I hope you are well and fit. I am sending you all my love. Our little Christmas bunny book will be out ere' in two shakes of a lamb's tail.
Did you pour yourself a cup of tea? My favourite nittens to do for a cosy, happy day of "Following My Bliss" is to make several beverages (my darling, I am a Pisces, after all, and so, of course, I keep several beverages) at my secretary whilst I am either writing or painting little storybooks. I make a cup of tea in a bone china teacup and saucer. One, in bone china, from England because it holds the heat in for such a long time, and two, i want to always feel like a lady, hence why i only use a teacup, not a beastly ole' enormous coffee mug. Smile.
Let's prattle about the different moods and flavours for September, October, and November. December, I will prattle about it at a later time. They consist of a hot spice from Harney and Sons and, of course, Fortnum and Mason. It is divine. I then add my yummy brown sugar cubes (from England; here's the link to the ones I am mad for, and you will be mad as well), a smidge of vanilla creamer and a dollop of whipped cream atop my tea. Alongside my tea, i always keep my mason jar of sparkling Lacroix. (Mermaids must always remain hydrated. It is the makeup of our landlocked enlightened bodies, my darlings. It also keeps one's face as an angelic doll, wards off headaches, etc.)
Jeffrey Shawn and I are presently back home from our sweet little vacation to see my daughter get married and ultimately see and reunite with my two boys (i have three sons, but as you know, Sawyer made his transition in 2019). I dont mean to create a damper of this post; however, this is my playground, and i speak about what suits my fancy, and i am a human being, not a happy bag ragdoll Annie all of the time. After almost near to a decade of parental alienation, i was able to reunite with my boys, and we have mended our hearts.
Dear friends, i want to share my heart with you and big you up a bit, most especially if you've ever struggled with existing in a narcisitic relationship and have experienced parental alienation. I am here to encourage you that manifestation works. It always works, my darling. If you've grappled, remember there is nothing you can not be, do or have in life. You must be courageous, persistent and tenacious.
"No grit, no pearl."
I am currently in the cottage all cosy, spending my day with the rabbit and kittens whilst i paint the few illustrations i have left for The Tale of the Christmas Bunnies. I was hoping to have the book out on October 7th. However, that isn't going to happen. It is still set for October, though.
Let me tell you about our trip to Oklahoma. We rented our chariot, drove on our adventure, and stayed in the historic village of Guthrie, Oklahoma. Whenever i can stay in a landmark location, i would always rather do so than stay in a modern place. I was able to bond more closely with my daughter and my two precious boys, Carter and Brooker. It has been a little over nine years since I've seen my two boys, and i did quite a bit of manifesting using the law of assumption, and we were able to mend and heal our hearts.
Have you ever been to Oklahoma? Well, Guthrie is a historic town with lovely little antique shops, the most extensive historical Victorian pharmacy, and the hotel Dominion House (above) is absolutely glorious. Of course, that's where Jeffrey and I would choose to stay. Isn't it glorious and wonderful! I love that my husband adores old architecture and historical places like myself. I dreamt and manifested that i would have a lovely chap who wore newsboy caps, loved to antique and garden, and also enjoyed history as much as me, and finally, after twenty-plus years, i found him. Never give up on your dreams, my friends. It is always possible to begin chasing your dreams. I promise, friend.
I promise to share more lovely bits of the wedding and the fun places so you can enjoy them, too. You might even find yourself staying there someday. I've decided to bring you along more to deepen our friendship. Isn't that a fun notion? You must understand the five years I've been healing and in hermit mode was so that i could deeply heal all of my chakras continue to work on myself deeply; and i believe i did so very well, and i indeed would say that I've reinvented myself. You know, my darling, when you want to change your life and become the greatest version of yourself, you must kill off the old you. There is no way to be a new version of yourself if one doesn't recreate that new version and live in that knowing. For example, if you know anything about the law of assumption, you know you must persist in the desire until it hardens into fact. If you desire an old-fashioned life, slow living cottage core, homesteading, and being a New York Times best-seller, you must embody that version of yourself.
Remain in the state until the 3D reality shows itself. You may say to me, Razzy, but I tried manifesting, and it didn't work, to which i would say, well, why did you stop visualising? You do not quit until it hardens into fact. Full stop! It must imprint your subconscious mind. You continue forward no matter what. You continue even when the world is showing you nothing is happening. When people are laughing at you, telling you you're drinking seawater, you've gone off, it's never going to happen for you, keep counting you out, etc. You keep going. Tell yourself someone is getting off the treadmill and giving up the race, and it's not going to be you. It's you when they pull your cold, dead hands from it, and that's the only way you're giving up. There's no such thing as giving up. It doesn't exist in my world.
The only way most women will have this sort of determination, though, is if they rewire their subconscious minds with new beliefs. If they don't, it will never happen to them. This lack of understanding of the law of assumption is why the world isn't full of profoundly strong-willed people. Many will say they are strong, but as soon as something gets really tough, they falter rather than pivot. It's because of a lack of self-belief and faith. One's mindset is foundationally built. When a wave of uncertainty or struggle happens, one can't hack it and give up. Look around at how many folks fail or stop trying. There are loads of people. They decide, "It's too hard, and surrender." Learn to rest when it's formidable. We all have a trying time here and there but do not give up. Just rest and re-energise yourself and begin again! I think of it like swimming. When i was tired from swimming, i didn't stop altogether; i merely rested and relaxed to a float until i gained my strength and began again. We all need to take a respite, and if someone acts like they never struggle, they're not being transparent. Every human being grapples with difficulties at one time or another. We are humans experiencing a human life, and difficulty is a part of the earth's schooling.
My darling, these high and mighty folks who act as though they have a perfect life are full of rubbish. Watch what people do, not what they say. I always watch patterns of what people exhibit. If it looks like a skettle of fish, it usually stinks, and time will tell. It always does.
{Download Channelled message from Spirit}
"Heaven is within. We all carry the consciousness of Christ, and we are all Gods. When you begin to understand truth for what it is and not what we were taught as young ones, that is where sovereignty lies. You will be unrestricted and expand to become the most excellent version of yourself. We are now in the time of Christ's Consciousness. The essence of Christ will now reign, and no one can do anything about it. Religion will no longer be the focus the way it was during the reign of Pisces, and the spiritual (meek) will inherit the earth. We will all come back to the way it was before. There is a new earth (metaphorical), and you will jump timelines, no longer in the old world if you are enlightened. If not, you will fall off with the old world. We will return to grassroots, community-driven ways of life, utilising in exchange goods and services from one another, handmade, trade, bartering, using old travel such as horses, walking and bicycling (prepare your bicycles), canning, wearing old clothing, sewing, and homesteading. The men will be required to build through an organic template of housing, and the women will cook and nurture. It will be another coming together to help and assist. For example, I will have gardens full of food, chickens, holistic medicine, and fresh water. For instance, Sally will have pumpkins and corn down the lane. We will travel to and fro in exchange for our needs being met. We will go back to bartering and caring for each other. We will love one another as ourselves, understanding that we are all one in consciousness. The age of Aquarius is here. What a beautiful time it is to be alive! Do not fear; do not be a hearer only of the word. You must be a doer of the word. Let us go into the silence."
Okay, i am back to painting. I hope your Sunday is lovely.
If you desire preparedness, here is a little ticklist i have had for decades. Copy it and make a few up for your family, and if you can add in an extra one, give it to someone in need. Making up 72-hour kits and sending them to other parts where they are destitute would be a terrific service project.
As of late, I have been a most industrious little mermaid, swimming through the tides of creativity! Should ye not yet be aware, I've been faithfully uploading videos to ye' ol' YouTube channel, and there I share my latest dainty paintings, along with the tender tales that inspired each creation. I've also been sharing the delightful notions I've been getting up to.
I thought it might delight those among ye who are interested in possessing a piece of my artwork. For I do believe it is a rare and wondrous thing, not merely to paint from one's imagination but to weave a story behind the very strokes upon the paper. The "why" of each painting, dear hearts, is as important as the colours themselves. For oft have I found that, without the telling of my tales, the passion and purpose that drives my hand may become lost upon those who behold the final piece?
This awakening has stirred within me as I've begun to open mine own throat chakra, which hath been locked tight for many a season. It is only now that I plunge into the depths of what caused this silencing, and through much reflection, I've penned this passage, which I recently shared on Instagram. I felt it might serve thee as well, and so, I have blot copied it below for thy hearts to ponder:
"'Tis known to me that many a fair woman suffers under the heavy burden of impostor thoughts. I, too, once wrestled with the cruel whisper that I was unworthy. Yet this, dear ones, is not valid. In our tender years, we oft stifled our natural knowing of our creative divinity, leaving us to believe the falsehood that we cannot share our gifts freely when haunted by these fears.
When one feels the weight of such doubts, it is but a manifestation of insecurity and fraudulence—a reflection of an imbalance in the root chakra and is a calling for restoration and healing.
To reshape these beliefs, one must first journey into the hidden corners of the mind, impressing upon the subconscious in the twilight hours, when the veil between the waking world and the realm of dreams is thin. It is here, in the quiet of night, that transformation begins.
By nightfall, when slumber beckons, allow gentle affirmations to play softly, guiding your mind as you slip into the embrace of Morpheus. Let these sacred utterances seep into the deepest recesses of your being, where they shall take root and blossom. With each eve, the shadows of old beliefs shall wane, giving way to a new dawn. We must fortify the root chakra, and then you shall stand tall, as steadfast as the oak tree, unshaken by the tempests of doubt.
Thus, by night's tender hand, your mind and spirit shall be renewed, and with them, the very essence of your being."
Ah, 'tis a marvel, is it not, how the telling of our story connects us as creators—artists and writers alike—to those whom we might call our soul family. For it is not merely the painting itself that resonates but the heart and story behind the brush. Those who collect my works are not merely purchasing a piece of art—they are acquiring the very soul of the tale that brought it to life. And so, without further ado, allow me to dive into the deep and share my latest creations with you.
The story behind the little bespoke painting below is that I had been determining a torn emotion between remaining in the US and commencing a return to Europe to experience a new beginning in the English countryside, this time living near Sawrey, where Beatrix Potter lived.
(40$ + S&H An original watercolour on a hand-torn 300# Arches block soaked in floral tinctures made from my garden here at the cottage and painted with ocean salt water from the sea in my little village.)
I've been channelling Beatrix Potter and Tasha Tudor for over seven years. I know that is why i can embody so many connected measures between these two women and myself. As I channel intuitively and embrace my unique gifts, which I've known I've had for decades (after my near-death experience at 21), i am now most comfortable with allowing my spiritual advantages to be known. As my throat chakra opened and I accepted myself more fully, I became less fearful of sharing my truths.
It is now near autumnal season, and the winds are again changing. Have you ever felt like me, caught between two worlds? Your heart tells you one thing, and your rational mind tells you another?
Perhaps this little painting might be a reminder to her new owner that we must follow where the heart leads and never mind the rest.
The story behind this painting is that I desire to grow beautiful flowers, create a garden similar to Tasha Tudor and have darling little kittens on my farm, which i do at present. I'm making headway on the garden, which is coming along splendidly; however, it is oft' times we need sweet little reminders of pick me up that where we are is perfect and that we are making progress, although it seems slow and steadily becoming what we dream. Father Time presents us with a slow-moving process in this out-picturing. At times, our circumstances in life may not be ideal, but we must remain steadfast. All signs of movement are essential to celebrate, and our fairytale life will actualise. It's a painting of remaining faithful.
Do you see, my darling, that you, too, can touch everything in your life and turn it into gold?
40$ + s&h An original bespoke watercolour, Little Woman, soaked in floral tinctures made from my cottage garden, and the water is from the seaside here in my little village.
And lastly, my dear mermaid hearts, i want to bring you up to snuff with the launch date of The Tale of the Christmas Bunnies. The publish date will be October 7th, 2024.
Therefore, I think it will be quite a success as there will be much ado in the advancement for lovely folks to collect the little storybooks for Christmas. It would be a delightful book for stockings or little treasures for all whims of encouragement that the wishing well of dreams does come true.
Have a fabulous day, and i look forward to having a prattle tattle tea with you tomorrow, toodle-pip. If you, by chance, happen to be on Instagram, I will be live at half past 4pm today, September 17th, 2024. We will discuss all notions of manifestation, the cottage core community, and how to embody the mermaid goddess spirit. Set your timers, prepare your tea and scones, and we shall have a prattle. We will have a whale of a time, my dear Stillwater~Petticoat Society friends.
In the last few weeks, I have sorted clothing, crafting items, old scrapbooking containers, supplies, books, furniture, childhood diaries, paintings, ideas, theories, and my thoughts, dear me.
My cherished mermaid hearts, at long last, I believe I have captured that coveted Victorian old-timey charm I’ve so ardently sought for our dear cottage. As you may recall, the windows, though fashioned of modern white plastic, have been artfully transformed to mirror the visage of a stone cottage with a thatched roof. Next year, we shall embark upon the stoning of the exterior and, thereafter, replace the tin roof with one of thatched design in the manner of Somerset.
It strikes me as a most wondrous manifestation, for if you gaze upon the painting of Mrs Threadgoode’s cottage in "The Tale of the Christmas Bunnies" (due out next month, as shown in the illustration below), the likeness is uncanny. It reveals how we, as conscious creators, continually weave the fabric of our reality through the loom of imagination. Indeed, there is an out-picturing of our inner visions.
I concocted the green paint swatch with my own hands for the original hue hails from Beatrix Potter’s Hilltop home in Sawrey. Alas, as the paint company in the UK does not dispatch their wares across the seas, I procured the swatch and matched it myself. With this homemade swatch in hand, I ventured to Lowe’s, where I crafted my own sample, later perfected by the fine artisans at Sherwin-Williams. Undoubtedly, Sherwin-Williams stands as the finest purveyor of paints, a venerable Victorian establishment founded in 1866. I have christened this hue with my own title—'Sage and Pickle.'
Indeed, all of the research for my "A Victorian Mermaid (Louis Vuitton) Agenda" (a planner that has manifesting, self-development, time management and the critical elements to building a beautiful "Take Joy" fairytale life) is all due to my decades of study, theory, systematic testing, organisation of mindset work and efficient time management skills. My teachings and my planner kits (all individually handmade, by the way) will be the manifestation of my years of self-mastery and skill. That sounded a bit like I was 'bigging' myself up, and i make no bones about it. I am rather boastful regarding my organisational time management skills, darling. You know, as well as I do, that we must be our own best cheering advocate. Upon this cheering of myself, please afford yourself the notion I believe deeply in myself. In order to be able and complete in stating that boldly, it took me decades to do with the deep inner work of healing all of my chakras and in regards to my religious wounds and trauma. I am so proud of myself because today, I can say that with no one's help and all of my blood, sweat, and tears, I accomplished what many women never do in a lifetime. I fully intend to share my processes with you in the coming months.
I have a well-detailed book to arrive on shelves in January (the above photo is a bit cropped, but it will look relatively close to this with a few bits of gold trim on the sides), as well as my planner kits and programs you will be able to purchase. I want to share and teach women how to heal themselves and reach their most tremendous potential. Once upon a time, not so long ago, I desired for everyone to be a part of my programs and teachings. However, my darling, as I've expanded even more so and healed nearly all of my trauma, I now conclude this space here is where only high-vibrational women feel compelled to participate in our self-love voyage. This assumption is not a consideration of anything other than we as bygone mermaids wading in our mirrored reflection of matching our likeness to another equalled vibrational bygone mermaid. In fact, low vibrational landlocked women will not want to be a part of our (Stillwater- A Petticoat Society) mermaid community because, as you know, in spirituality, one must be equally yoked with another. A low-frequency person will find the notions we discuss (the particulars i speak about here and on ye ol' tube) a bit off-putting. They can't resonate with high vibrational mermaid beings; the law simply doesn't work that way.
In addition, I feel you should also regard yourself as a wondrous marvel, a gem of the rarest kind, whose brilliance doth illuminate the very fabric of existence.
My blog doth serve as a sanctuary for Bygone Mermaids (ladies) of the highest celestial vibration, where only those of the most exalted essence may gather and partake in the splendour of elevated discourse. Our lives, tho', without perfection, were not intended for the original admonition of 'The Great Creator's' objective. The aim was continually purposeful to advancement and expandedness, to rediscover our fierce resilience, build faith (trust) and Take Joy. We are to create our heaven, our mindset of conscious reality. My life has repeatedly found favour from the highest; therefore, this is why i so deeply love sharing with you, my dear mermaid hearts; how very much when we assemble here, we exchange love and a like-minded connotation of belonging.
You must know, indeed you must, that all of my prattling on this blog, Instagram, and YouTube is because I profoundly want to enable women to become their most excellent versions of themselves. In my humble opinion, we as women have gone on for far too long, mustering against one another rather than converging. I am not here to do this work for you but rather to guide you through your navigational map, your true north. Anyone claiming to be of the collective must never hinder one's sovereignty nor translate a dependence upon another soul. For one, this mindset is located on the lowest scale of the map of consciousness and breeds low frequency. One, i do not encourage leaning on someone. We must learn to trust ourselves, for when folks rely on another at the expense of losing their self-worth, personal empowerment is detrimental and creates false idolatry. I've seen many o' people practise this with pastors, bishops, men of the cloth, and celebrities. It also creates dependence in a "leader" where their ego becomes inflated with disadvantages of glorification as idol notions of thinking one person is above another.
I have been working out all the bits and bobs for my planner kits; therefore, I will have everything lovely, pleasantly beautiful, and organised. I plan to create each planner kit by hand, dear ladies. I can relatively quickly remind myself that we are cheering and tethered together as friends.
I enjoy pondering life in my old Victorian cosy chair by the terrace window. The bird feeder hanging in Sawyer's pear tree is rather enjoyable. I like to sit and perch in my ol' Victorian seat as if i am a mermaid queen. In the last five years (can you believe we've been here at my folks that long), as i am a bit like Goldilocks in trying to find a spot where i can engage in the solemn quietness of slow living, I have missed having my own little chipmunks nest, which is why i must sort and organise. My serenity and productivity in working on my art, manuscripts, or planner kits are essential. My moon sign is in cancer, and i have prominent Virgo house placements, which is why i am an extreme perfectionist and highly organised. By the way, that is a good thing; when the requirement is efficiency and accomplishments, I am your go-to buzzy lass.
I created a little sitting room for my Beloved Gardener, Jeffrey Shawn, and me. I have taken some time away from social media due to the several programs I've been writing about, planning our first social gathering at Chinsegut Hill, and my two books coming out within months.
Last week, i posted several videos on ye ol' tube, and i shall leave you with this one, which i think you might enjoy.
My darling, do not be remiss. Please subscribe to my YouTube channel, like, and comment, as this allows the algorithm to go all abuzz, and my mermaid message in a bottle will spread far and wide upon the ocean seas. Thank you in advance for heeding the call.
I love you, and as always, i am most affably yours til my next swim.
