Good-vs-Evil_11A friend once told me, “if you want to know what’s really going on in the world, go to the movies”.

Our recent run of new releases and up and coming releases are following the same futuristic view,

sometimes using aliens in the place of government, turning good against evil:   Red Dawn, World War Z,  

Battle Las Angeles, I am Legend,  The Invasion, Red Dawn, Hunger Games, Elysium,  X-Men, Divergent,

Jupiter Rising,  Oblivion,  etc. Is it the powers that be lifting us to a higher frequency or the government

conditioning us for the hunger of blood.? With such a plethora of films all conveying this

 common thread of civilian unrest, it really makes you wonder what’s in the undercurrent. This concept

is now appearing in the woodwork of real life.  The forcing of Obama care, The patriot act. The Bundy

saga over land wars,  etc. A rebellion is eminent but is it for Good or for Evil? To be continued……


Tamara B



An unspoken, kept in a closet, subject so many women don’t speak. I am speaking it so I can heal.

Embrace this blog with grace. (CLICK ON THE YOU-TUBE LINK)


There comes a time in a woman’s life when no matter how much we try and deny it, age has a affect on our lives. This reality can come in small packages like a first deep wrinkle or huge awakenings for an long overdue DR visit. In any case, it will come. The undeniable fact wont let you pass by it, no matter how in control or prepared one believes they are .

For me, saying goodbye to a life long friend is my reality. She served me well. For 9 months she held and nurtured each of my precious children. Together we wrapped, fed and watched over them as they grew. So many times she even protected them for me. She grafted the bond between a mother an a child, holding us close as she fed life’s blood into their souls. She warned me ahead of time if I refused to rest, grounding me until danger had lifted. When her work was almost complete she talked with me, quieted my mind, opened a clearer channel to Gods listening ear, letting me know, time was drawing near. A door was opened and she let go. The cords were cut as she said goodbye, quieting herself, allowing me to comfort her. There were times we struggled to save the weakest gifts but it was not meant to be. She talked with God and together they decided. I fought and cried but she stood her ground. She released them back into his waiting arms, letting me know we were OK.

…….and now…….

She raised her voice one last time, letting me know she is tired and her work is complete. Hers is not a quiet voice. I have no choice. The clearer channel to Gods listening ear is open again. I fought and cried, prayed and pleaded but he stands his ground.
He is quieting my mind telling me its time to say goodbye. Its my turn to release her back into his waiting arms. There are no word but a quiet memory of our time together. Thank you my old friend.

One last walk you and I take. I am meeting God at the gates. What will I see? What will we say? Will I let go?


                          FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND

One night a woman had a dream. She dreamed she was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from her life. For each scene she noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to her and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of her life flashed before her, she looked back at the footprints in the sand. She noticed that many times along the path of her life there was only one set of footprints. She also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of her life.

This really bothered her and she questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.

The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.






Sometimes there are hard paths each must take in life. Meet Lorin, his story will waken you to the reality of life. the importance of family and trust in the Divines plan. I am posting this video and site so Lorin can have the world wide prayers Lorin and his family needs. His family is near and dear to my heart. Please help in the LOVE FOR LORIN quest. and watch this video.
Love for lorin

Life is about strength in numbers. Pamela, This ones for you.
I will always love you.



The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

— Jelaluddin Rumi,work clothes


lincolnI watched the movie, LINCOLN, tonight. Not sure where the writers would place the setting within his life and history.
I watched in complete awe. ONE OF THE BEST MOVIES I HAVE EVER WATCHED. I watched as Lincoln walked with the people, not afraid to roll up his sleeves and work with the people. His sweat was real, his worries for the whole of mankind.

What has happened to our values as a country since that day?

When was the last time a President worked along side his fellow man or Held the dead in his arms?
Our leaders seem so plastic, so recorded, so removed. Like a made up superhero. No wonder our country is in so much trouble. The love has been removed. In my opinion, this is the repercussion of taking God out of everything. Forcing our country into a neutral uncaring AMERICA! We wonder why our world seems to be dying. Like infants we watch the stories come over the news telling of wars, deaths, explosions, gunmen in schools, etc. Then we brush it off like a bad video game and move on, pretending it doesnt affect us.
We cannot hide from ourselves. Cause and affect, karma, will see to that. What ye sow so shall ye reap.
We, as a country, have brought on what we now fear. We have become weak unto ourselves. Afraid to stand for the rights and freedom our forefathers died for. If our presidents represents us. What a sad state we are in. FIRST TIME, SHAME ON THE PRESIDENT, SECOND TIME….MAYYBE!!!! THIRD TIME, S-H-A-M-E O-N U-S!!!