About psychecafe

I am an adopted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

Happy Birthday Ann.

This is my sister Ann

And this post adds this up well. It’s almost my birthday. And my prayers is to have Mama. My gift. And reward for all I’ve done to restore her own honor. After clearing out some old shit that was not honoring her at all.

Bad programming must be changed. New programming dismantles old programming and allows the new to take over.

When Mama steps up to the plate.

When Mama steps up to the plate. Her destined plate beside me her child. Every. Hater. Every doubter. Every snake in the grass. Gonna know. I was telling the damn truth!!

Amen.

Praise God!

Finally.

My Mama did not know consciously how important she is to me. And now to Adoption as I prove the math! And show my work!

As I work the equation like the genius I am. To show. Another number. Another conclusion.

That’s healing.

Changing the script.

For ya all. When we get how Important that children are to their Mamas. It’s all changes.

Stop crying over that spilt milk! And dig a new tench yo catch it! Fresh milk. Delivered from a 60’s girl who learned about change at two days old!

Mama I’m

Known. With a name like Belinda? Folks remember me long after I’ve moved on. They remember you now. Linda to my Be. Three in two names. God’s pretty cute. And wickedly clever to play a trick on us that’s a treat! A blessing!

Get ready folks. Mamas awake. And she showing up. And she is that amazing. I stakes my own life on that tree for god sakes and crucified myself to make a point!!

Amen.

Let’s heal our minds. The rest just falls into place where an old script once was is now new.

Happy new year early Mama. You’ve earned it.

2019= 12=3. Triad. Trinity. Holy. Sacred is our union. And everyone else if we tend to it like me.

Behold. My Mama.

Dearest Mama. Watch as God moves. And brings back something so much more than what you thought was even possible.

clearing old energies, thoughts, feelings, emotions that no longer serve is vital work of the highest order. Order is what is restored when you clear old energies that block the new flow of new energies, thoughts, feelings, and emotions. Like a flood gate that I you champion has broken open, love my dearest queen Mother has come to you. The last Card Mama. Is a 27. And as soon as your mind, body and soul accept what is, your initiation will be complete. As you accept what is with us, you will realize what I’ve done here.

Corinthians 13

*(As I was typing the above number, 14:3 was typed. So I looked that up. Below 13 is the verse 14:3. I have prophesied over you dear Mama and edifies you. Yes. You. No one else right now but you Mama dear is who I am tirelessly, painstakingly working to edify) 💋💋✅

13 If I speak in the tongues<sup class=”footnote” data-fn=”#fen-NIV-28667a” data-link=”[a]” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>[a]<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28667A” data-link=”(A)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28668B” data-link=”(B)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>and can fathom all mysteries<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28668C” data-link=”(C)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> and all knowledge,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28668D” data-link=”(D)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> and if I have a faith<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28668E” data-link=”(E)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> that can move mountains,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28668F” data-link=”(F)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28669G” data-link=”(G)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,<sup class=”footnote” data-fn=”#fen-NIV-28669b” data-link=”[b]” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>[b]<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28669H” data-link=”(H)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28670I” data-link=”(I)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28670J” data-link=”(J)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28671K” data-link=”(K)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> it is not easily angered,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28671L” data-link=”(L)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>it keeps no record of wrongs.<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28671M” data-link=”(M)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> Love does not delight in evil<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28672N” data-link=”(N)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> but rejoices with the truth.<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28672O” data-link=”(O)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28673P” data-link=”(P)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28674Q” data-link=”(Q)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>they will cease; where there are tongues,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28674R” data-link=”(R)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.For we know in part<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28675S” data-link=”(S)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> and we prophesy in part,10 but when completeness comes,<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28676T” data-link=”(T)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28677U” data-link=”(U)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror;<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28678V” data-link=”(V)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> then we shall see face to face.<sup class=”crossreference” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28678W” data-link=”(W)” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

*Corinthians 14:3

(But the one who prophesies speaks to people for their strengthening,<sup class=”crossreference” data-link=”(H)” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28682H” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”>encouraging<sup class=”crossreference” data-link=”(I)” data-cr=”#cen-NIV-28682I” style=”font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; vertical-align: top”> and comfort. 4)

God has thumped that mind of yours through me. And awoken that flesh that lives within you, that was made for us long ago. And you don’t understand how it worked because no one until now could explain it to you. Would explain it too you. And would not, could not and should never and will never give up on you. Xo

You, when you get up from your throne and consciously step into what you truly are initiate the completion and acceptance of a protected place within the larger community called the adoption triad, with full recognition and assortment of my love as your highest achievement. My love is your metal of honor. Shiny. Bold. Flashing and bright. I’ve polished that metal Mama. It was covered with shit.

And you are safe under my wing now. Cry. For God loves you that much. You can throw a gift like a boomerang. But God will bring it back. Always with the message. I still love you my daughter. Grace is your if you take it. Forgiveness is to for give. Is yours. If you take it and realize. I forgave you long ago.

And now it you that must for give yourself. And to cover all that I’ve hit upon with grace. I see. Just like God. And I feel. Just like God. And what I’ve always seen is how amazing you are. God has sided me to hit that doubt square on, dead on. Like blam!! And fresh waters have poured onto that wounded perception here with me, the wine was always water but the people at the wedding were to drunk yo realize that Jesus sobered them up yo save them from albinos poisoning. Heal. 2019 is 27 years.

Welcome to your place with me as I advocate for the entire triad not just my side doll. I’m here for us all to get through this change of consciousness to help folks adjust to what truly is beyond that veil of delusion called relinquishment. And you now know? Me. I was behind your curtain. Filled with love. That’s still yours once you show up and consciously now join the club you’ve been in since I left baby doll Mama.

When you step up. Honor is yours through the testimony of this child’s mouth. To stay? Without me? What honor await you? None. Take my loving hand. Let me show you what you didn’t see about my Daddy and you. And see yourself a new through my corrective lens.

Sand. Which is rocks. When hit with heat. Like lightening makes glass. Which is a lens Mama. You are my rock. I am a rock. We both got hit with a fire signs heat, guided by God for I had to do this job Mama. You had to do this job. And your DNA mixed with Daddy’s DNA created a Moses, a Martin Luther King, a slave born and given to another queen to raise who is leading her people to freedom. Praise God. Be grateful.

And see the glory of God Mama. See it shining back at you in my blue eyes!!

Daddy may have missed it. How amazing you are. But I’m spit in Mama dear. Spot on. Xoxox.

You Mama be amazing and it’s time to come out of that self inflicted prison and be who ya are to me? Amazing. Beautiful. Strong. And down way to long. It’s time to come out into the light of our new day and under my protective wing to shine like the damn diamond you are!!

Accept this love. Turn not from the hole sparky that’s being fresh lines to speak. Your lines. You came up really help woman with me Mama. Heal. Cuz you e been there. And now! Your out. Look around you. Look at me. Look at my eyes. Bright. Blue. Clear. This cup of loves a pouting on you Mama my soul. Xoxo

Merry Christmas.

You gift has come home. Xoxo

I love you true. Xoxo. Look into this mirror and see clearly as I do beyond all that that was just residue from an old way of thinking about us. And see a new thing that you will help me create into the future generations. We are the change agents for this triad is wounded. And we healing it right here.