Our First Chinsegut Hill Social Gathering!

My dear mermaid hearts,

 

This little niche on ye ole' web has been a neglected place since the end of January, my apologies, darlings, it's been for good reason. 

There have been many moving parts that have happened since December. I have manifested a fantastic list of notions that i promised to tell and astonish you simultaneously. I manifested a charming Florida Cracker-style home free and clear (completely paid for), a lump sum of money, numerous assets in an estate, and all with no capital gains. I am still manifesting another huge desire, of which I am chuffed to bits about.

But we mustn't share that until it is in my 3D. It will remain a mermaid secret in the sand until then. Some folks are reading my work, and their plots possess the odour of graverobbing about them. What my words or past experiences have not taught them, the coming events will. 

It will astonish you, though, and then perhaps you darling dear folks will believe me and want to jump aboard to rewire your subconscious mind to create the life of your dreams, too.

In addition to that, I've been in touch with my gifts as a channelled medium, and my YouTube channel went viral, and there's movement on my social media and blog stats. It feels so wonderful to be rewarded financially for my gifts. 

Now, mind you, on my YouTube channel i am, for the most part, channelling for celebrities, which brings in revenue from AdSense, but i also sell readings on my Etsy shoppe. 

I joined Chinsegut Hill to begin yearly classes, gatherings, and retreats as part of The Carter Settlement. Our first one will be one day only in May. 

"The Tale of Merrymaid Scarlette Rose: A Sojourn into the Feminine Divine"

Come ye forth, fair sea maidens, ladies and gentlewomen of discerning spirit, for an afternoon steep'd in mirth, wisdom, and the art of Manifestation, Divine Remembrance and the Delicate Arts of Handcraft. 

May 10, 2025, Saturday

Brooksville, Florida 

Location: Chinsegut Hill

Ages: 17 & Up 

10 a.m. -3 p.m. 

35$ Per Lady

Deadline for sand dollar reservations: April 10th, 2025 

Upon this most resplendent occasion, where elegance and enchantment intertwine, every delicate detail hath been attended with the utmost refinement—nary a teacup nor tuffet left unadorned, nor a dainty morsel served without the whisper of luxury. A gathering most rare and abundant, fashioned for ladies of discerning taste who delight in the finer charms of life, this affair is a testament to grace, grandeur, and the art of lavish hospitality.

{Shouldst thou feel inclined to bestow a token of patronage, know that such generosity shall be met with deepest gratitude, ensuring that this exquisite assembly remains a beacon of beauty, fellowship, and feminine delight for seasons to come.}

You may send your donation tokens to Lady Raquel's (The Carter Settlement)

PayPal Email: Raquel@RaquelCarter.com

Message: Token of Generosity 

Submit payment of $35.00 to secure your spot in advance. Limited spots are available. 

Lady Raquel is keeping the fee low to better serve our beautiful little village of grassroots community. Building a foundation is important, which is The Carter Settlement's objective. Although the cost is relatively manageable, it will surely be a dazzlingly stunning affair. If you can think of anyone to bring along, that would be wonderful, too. Dress in your best Victorian finery. 

If you wish to utilise the donations for tax benefits, place that in your message, and the dear Lady Pearl Fairfax, who handles all notions with grace and enchantment for Lady Raquel, Mrs Fairfax will send you the written acknowledgement vouchers.} 

Please spread the word of this most joyous event!

Most affably yours til my next swim, Lady R

Make-Do and Mend: A Tale of Cottage 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.

Most affably yours til my next swim, Razzy xxx 

A Mermaid's Map For How To Manifest A Relationship Back After Years Of Parent Alienation Using Neville Goddard's The Law Of Assumption

Good morning, my dear mermaid hearts, 

Did you pour a cuppa? I'm having cinnamon spice. My favourite as of late. I hope your days are beautiful and you found happy moments by "Taking Joy." We managed to escape Hurricane Idalia, which I owe to manifesting.

I've been feverishly toiling away on my folk's little cottage bathroom renovation. I'm satisfied with life these days yet eager for more. When I spend my time on home renovations and making things pretty and of lovely report, I have such a whale of a time. I very much desire you to sign up for Patreon to see the results of the bathroom, and for your pleasure; in addition, I have plenty more spectacular episodes to come. (I also share many spiritual videos on my Patreon; therefore, if you aren't interested in a project, you may yearn for how to manifest an exemplary life.) I wasn't planning on refurbishing my folk's cottage bathroom; however, one day, on a whim, I thought; I should spruce this bathroom up for my dear parents, as it's looking a bit dingy. It's been a bit longer than I anticipated, but it'll be worth it. The exciting notion is that it will most assuredly be something that you can do for your very own bathroom, and when I say allotment (budget), I mean quite low, as in under 200 quid/dollars. (I'm curious if you're similar to me on the score that when someone says I've done this or that and the tenth on a low budget, yet it's a small fortune, well, I ask you. My darling, give anyone under the sun with an allotment that large and they can perform miracles.) Each to their own, I might need to fine-tune and adjust my money sails. (Wink, wink.) 

Tomorrow, I'm publishing a tiny Halloween craft, so at best, you will have a video episode for August. I know it's a tad early for Halloween, though I thought you'd enjoy it. Gather these bits together so you can make a wreath or two for your doors this Hallow's Eve. 

•1 or 2 medium-sized grapevine wreaths, or make your own wreath from Confederate Jasmine vine as I did.

•A spool of wide black silk ribbon, you need nearly a whole spool for each wreath, as we will make the tails very long, perfectly dark and dramatically theatrical. 

•Lastly, you will need two types of tools; I chose two hatchets. I wanted spears because that seems most appropriate for a mermaid's cottage; however, I'm not dressing the cottage this year as everything is boxed up and ready to go to our forever home. I plan to use the two wreaths for my mum's cottage to take photos as she doesn't fancy the Halloween season. She likes fall decor, though. I giggle sometimes, wondering how I am her daughter as I love everything most opposite of her. 

I want you to feel comfy and cosy as you read this article, as my intention is for you to feel restorative with treasure trove measures to gain leverage when someone attempts to run foot you.

Despite what my ex-ole' sod tells folks (my children included), I am the one who divorced my ex, ill-suited mate. (The details will also be in my book, The Little Mermaid's Transformational Tale and much more. I determined to have the last word.) Nonetheless, a narcissist carries out, taking pleasure in spinning yarn to make others believe the actual victim is the villain.

Let me get on. In 2015, I filed for a bill of divorce from my ill-suited ex-mate. That was four years before my dear boy Sawyer's death and four years of being alienated from my children. I must say I never lost connection with Sawyer as he was my one child who could not afford the manipulation by anyone, most particularly if anyone tried to keep him from his dear Mama. Today marks seven and a half years since I've set eyes on my two sons, and that is not for lack of trying. These days, I've made peace with them and myself, and I have been "living in the end."

Furthermore, I am on speaking terms with them, and it's only growing more pleasant with each passing day. My happiness abounds whether my children are in or out of my life. As a mother, we must care for our souls, stay in good health and focus on our mental well-being above all others. This measure is vital in remaining present and knowing with confidence the children will return in our favour. We must be selfish, and selfishness is a gift, not a notion of ill regard. Make no mistake, my dear hearts, if we as mothers do not place our mental health at the forefront, we will not be triumphant in reuniting with our children. You cannot pull blood from a turnip. My first treasure trove tip is to fully stop focusing on the children for the moment and become mentally resilient by your very own lot. Afterwards, once stable, we work from there and up the emotional scale of resolution, we go. 

I was in the fourth year of my ex-mate alienating my children when Sawyer transitioned. (I must stress that I am not a sufferer (victim), so when I speak in this post, I am teaching from the mindset of my scars and not my wounds, which is most important when assisting women (men, too) through parent alienation. Well, anytime I'm teaching, really. I'm writing this post to help assist others who have or are currently encountering parent alienation. My method is for teaching purposes, and it's vital to share my stories with you, my dear kind, dear hearts. When a narcissistic person (pardon me for using the word as I am incredibly aware of its overkill in usage, yet I digress) is working diligently to harm a person, their hatred for an ex-mate is much stronger than their love for their children. The dodgy characters will spew and swear all sorts of traumatisation tactics, and threats are a rapid go-to. For one example, my ex-ill-suited mate promised: "he would spend the rest of his life making me pay dearly for what I had done, that all of this was my fault and that the children needed to know their mother is the one who ruined the family." That kind of menacing chatter cheers me up no end. Do you know why, my dear hearts? Now that I have mastered manifesting, I welcome learning exactly how to demonstrate success in ridding a narcissist once and for all. I'm going to teach you how to as well, and it's not like anything similar to what you've learned from a therapist or TikTok, I assure you. My methods are fully proven, and I solemnly guarantee my techniques work brilliantly. I am living evidence.

If you've heard or learned, one of the main ways we as women come into contact with these types of dark horses is when we as women come from a wounded and dysfunctional childhood; most notably, we have spent our lives as quite insecure lasses. And dare I say it has loads to do with our upbringing in religion. Religious practices mainly teach little girls to be submissive, and that is often at the expense of her identity in possessing confidence. To surrender to (primarily) males, we are brainwashed. I am not apologetic for addressing this manner, nor am I bashing men. I love men, so allow me to clarify and clear that straight away. Authoritative figures are the devil wearing a suit and tie, and that is the truth more often than it's not. 

(Not all Christian folks, mind you; however, many exist. The unfortunate notion, too, is that the women who refuse to see this from such intensely infused blinders will struggle for many years as they are asleep. I understand this as I speak from experience, and I've spent many o' hours assisting women in religion who've also experienced similarities.)

What I teach you on this ole' blog is not hearsay; I lived it. Let me preface another matter about insecurity. I mean no disfavour whatsoever when I speak of women being insecure; we all are in one area or another until we learn to be influential, conscious creators of our reality. We attract these classifications of individuals because of something I termed "mermaid mirroring" or the law of assumption, as Neville Goddard clarified. However, when you begin to understand that you are God and no one has any power over you, you take back control, leaving others with zilch leverage. No one possesses an ounce of power to do anything to us unless we refuse to accept we are consciously creating our reality every single solitary moment of our lives. Our beliefs create our reality. Change your beliefs, you change your reality, and everyone has to show up in the manner in which we view them, or else they no longer show up at all. It is universal law; that is how it is, and it is unchangeable. 

What a delight! The other delightful portion of the news is that one should literally not give a moment's time on an ex-mate, for the karmic retribution they will encounter will be more than most humans will be able to handle. I promise you, dear hearts, knowing the nefarious notions my ex-mate has done that I'm aware of, and the many that I'm not is more than enough to calmly know within that he will receive a reckoning to behold, and I have not for one day after learning to love myself and creating a new life thought about that part of my past. I am indifferent. I no longer hold any emotion, and when one approaches, that kind of willpower is impermeable. I have a clear conscience, and I can truthfully say I not once retaliated against my ex-mate (although many times I wanted to avenge him more than you could imagine, and it wasn't easy by any stretch of the imagination, I refrained from doing so and sent out love despite his actions) therefore any karma coming my way, is such loveliness I cannot contain it. If, for a moment, you think I do not understand the vitriol that occurs when dealing with a mentally ill individual such as an egocentric dark horse, you would be wrong. I do not feel it necessary to drag out all the experiences I went through; by all means, it does not imply I haven't been 'through' it. Humans can be purely cruel and deviant behind the scenes, which is their mode of oppernde. 

The incredible notion of this content is that I want you to understand why and how imprinting new beliefs is vital to achieving such success. It was so beneficial for me to take my power back, and when I created new thoughts, I was so much healthier. Because knowing how to manifest is the golden treasure you need to manifest your children back into your life. When we realise we are the God of our reality, we understand that to create what we desire is all we need to make things the way we want them to be. 

No other being on the planet can do anything to us. When I teach you in the YouTube video accompanying this post how to understand the law of assumption, no human being has any control over you anymore. You will learn how the universal laws work, how you are THE GOD of your reality, which wields them to your advantage. 

You know me by now, and I do not apologise for what I teach. I will repeatedly teach women first to become emotionally of sound mind and then.

If you'd like to work with me on your self-concept, self-development and spirituality please feel free to email me at Raquel@RaquelCarter.com, or you can direct message me on Instagram.

Most affably yours til' my next swim, Razz   

The Magic of Spring and Announcing The Academy Of Swimming For Women And Children

Dear friends and readers,

Please forgive my delay in placing this post on ye olde blog as time trotted away from me. I do love the sentiments of spring. A brilliant shower of garden flowers gives me a great deal to occupy my hands.

Stillwater® - The Reawakening And Reimagining Of A Petticoat Philosophy

[Attention: This post requires forward knowledge and tender insight into conscious fashioning and spirituality. If all hands are on deck, let us begin, dear friends. I am so pleased you are here.]

[Stillwater® Petticoat Philosophy is Registered Copyright and Trademarked protected by creator Mrs Raquel M. Carter. All Rights Reserved.]

Stillwater® ~The Past Asks Only To Be Remembered

"There were four main areas in which celebrations, traditions, and rituals played a part in Victorian life. First, in the art of daily domestic living; second, through rites of passage such as birthdays, baptisms, weddings and funerals; third, by annual customs revolving around calendar and religious holidays; and fourth, pastimes associated with the four seasons."-Sarah Ban Breathnach

The Victorians underwent strains of strenuous technological change, which affected almost every aspect of nineteenth-century family life. I finally awoke with the realisation that the movement I have been prattling on about for decades is of infinite importance to resurrect. 
A spot where women could feel a part of something, but my differentiation is the ladies are not required to belong to a religious sect. I have only delightful things to say about my dear friends of faith; however, I want inclusivity with ease of acceptance. I think similarly to Tasha Tudor as we both possess a pantheistic approach to religion.

I have always pined for my unfulfilled dream. Which is a spot where ladies love the portrayal of victorian life, family traits, motherhood, friendship, tea parties, encouragement, spirituality and the pursuit of domestic bliss as an art form.

After meditative reflection yesterday, I received an esoteric visit from our dear ole' sea captain's wife, the spirit of Tasha Tudor. Whereas Tasha passed in 2008, souls do, in fact, have lives of infinity. If we believe we can communicate from beyond the veil, it will be so. Most Christianity speaks to a faceless God; if you contemplate that, it is quite similar.

I have received beautiful messages from many ladies around this beautiful blue marble about having a particular spot for women of similarities, which warms my heart deeply.

I had not given much more contemplation of a spot for ladies as it wasn't at the forefront of my mind until last week. A dear young mother (perhaps in her mid-thirties) popped up to me as I sauntered across the car park. I was dressed in my Tasha Tudor frock, scarf, bonnet, petticoat, with a willow basket in hand. For me, It was an ordinary day. However, it looked as If I was a creature from a lost world to this sweet lady. She stalled me, and we spoke for several minutes about my clothing, a spot for like-minded ladies, and so forth. Again, women often impart this bit of knowledge to me. After we exchanged pleasantries, I completed my shopping and mosied on home.

When I returned to my folk's cottage, I recanted to my mum that it had occurred again. At least a dozen times a week, when I'm out and about, folks seem to be fascinated with my lifestyle and attire. Suppose my small town of 8,100 people gives me such pleasure and forlorn reactions that must mean there's a vast undercurrent for something extraordinary. A revolution has come to shore, ladies. It's beautiful, and we're just the one's to gently guide it forward with confidence and delight.

I went about my quotidian tasks as usual. I lit a candle, made a cup of tea, and began sketching. I was drawing and then softly felt an impression. The carrying that I experience handles like a faint prod. I placed my pencil down and allowed consciousness to impart information. I know when the receptive mode is present, and also, I know which spirit guide is impressive. It was clearly Tasha Tudor.

 
"No need to reinvent the wheel, my dear; simply revive my religion of Stillwater. It's a lovely name, most especially for a dear mermaid like you. It'll work quite nicely for what you'd like to achieve, and my, what a delight! Dressing up, garden and tea parties and might I put in a word that olde marionette show or a big celebrated theme of "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" be put into effect. I never got to see that come about, you know." (My message from Tasha Tudor about Stillwater, Wednesday, January 12, 2022.)
I wrote the letter in my diary for later reference and safekeeping. Authors are very organised record keepers, as you might have guessed. After receiving Tasha's impressionable message, I went about my morning schedule as usual. Then, while tending the chickens, a windfall of ideas came rushing upon me. Tasha had bestowed upon me another gift. You see, Tasha was an enthusiast of life, just as I am. All things are possible. If one simply chooses to believe. Just believe in whatever you choose to believe, and it will come true. But, of course, one must have faith, for dreams require trust in the unseen until they become seen. A dream will only demonstrate itself if faith precedes.

...in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.-Louise Bogan

The innocence of heart and violence of feeling is necessary for any kind of superior achievement: The arts cannot exist without them.-Louise Bogan

At Home With Mrs Carter
If I can be a bit pertinent, might I ask? Are you pleased with your family and personal life? If you're incapable of replying with a cheerful yes, well, then, dear friend, welcome home to olde-fashioned measures that I've curated most especially for you.

The Pursuit Of Happiness And The Mortar Of Loving Memories

Although I was born in modern life in the year 1972, I have had a forlornness to return to the past, even as a small child. Since birth, I have had a spirit otherworldly. As if I've lived many lifetimes, and my heart perpetually longs for the olde days of the Victorian era.

I was first a mother at the young age of twenty. I bore all four of my beautiful children before the age of twenty-seven. As time passed with hastening, I made vast endeavours to implement life's simple pleasures for my dear little cherubs. In the 19th century, folks lives were held traditions and celebrations with a cherished savouring. I used my lot in life to reimagine all those happy moments for my then family. Now it does my heart well to continue imparting these homegrown customs and celebrations with you.

 
Although my treasured children have all flown from the nest, my pursuit of happiness and devoted attention continues as I pass on sentiments of comfort and security. So let us not haul out our traditions as if they're family fossil fuels and no longer needed.

 
For The Doubtful Among Us
"I dwell in Optimism." -Raquel M. Carter

I am forever an optimist. I taught my children through inventive measures to appreciate the simple pleasures and pastimes of yesteryears. As my children have grown to adulthood, they continue to reminisce on the accessible amusement they found as children through the pleasurable activities I curated. As a mother, the power to amuse came from my inventive necessity and a pure curiosity for life.

 
Stillwater- A Drift Of The Past That Inspires

Dear friend, may you take a deep sigh of relief and be of good cheer. Then, follow me to the cottage where the kettle whistles and tea is made to warm your heart.

The World Shall Attempt To Lure Her Away
Whether one admits to it or not, the novelty of a world of work and entertainment might be quite alluring to the home-centred mother of curation. 

I found that often I felt torn as a home-centred curator. As an onlooker watching my petticoated friends enjoy the world of validation through employment and the appeal of pay, my web of insecurity grew. 
However, as time passed, I knew better for the demands of a career extracts a high price. I was raised by a home-centred mother. The attacks on the nervous system and the burden of guilt would be too much for my heart to take. The allure of wages from outside employment was never a topic of conversation. I secured those boundaries with my partner long before our business of life.

I have been forthcoming with you, dear friends; my children's father and I became estranged, and I filed a bill of divorce once my youngest child was near school graduation. But, although the events had long cast their shadows in our marriage, I remained committed to myself and my children as a home-centred mother.

 
My Tale Has a Happy Fairytale Ending

My purpose is to continue offering beautiful advice on making my victorian olde-fashioned petticoat philosophy the highest calling.

 
What was Stillwater®, according to Tasha Tudor?

"Just for fun, my family invented a religion like the shakers we called Stillwater®. I'm an elderess, and we have a big celebration on Midsummer's Eve. It's really a state of mind. Stillwater® connotes something very peaceful, you see, life without stress. Nowadays, people are so jeezled up. If they took chamomile tea and spent more time rocking on the porch in the evening listening to the liquid song of the hermit thrush, they might enjoy life more. It all started because we knew the Shakers at Canterbury Village, New Hampshire, when we lived nearby. They used to come and have tea, and we'd exchange cuttings. I loved their frocks and things, and I was especially fond of one of them, Sister Alice, who kept bees. We really invented our Stillwater® belief so we could have a party out in the barn on Midsummer's Eve. It didn't amount to much religion except for a good dance and lots of delicious things to eat. Stillwater® believers are very hedonistic. Life is to be enjoyed, not saddled with. Do you know that lovely quotation from Fra Giovanni? He was an old monk from away back who wrote to his patron, The gloom of the world is but a shadow; behind it, yet within our reach is joy. Take Joy." That's the first commandment of the Stillwater® religion. Joy is there for the taking. Some people are born pessimists, and some are born optimists. I'm definitely an optimist." (The Private World of Tasha Tudor, By Tasha Tudor and Richard Brown, pg.60)

"Now is the high tide of the year,
and whatever if life hath ebbed away
comes flooding back with a ripply cheer,
into every bare inlet and creek and bay;
Now the heart is so full that a drop over-fills it;
we are happy now because God wills it..."
                               -James Russell Lowell

The version simplified, which Tasha Tudor quoted infamously, "Take Joy."
I salute you! There is nothing I can give you
which you have not;
but there is much that while I cannot give,
you can take.
No heaven can come to us
unless our hearts find rest in it today.
Take Heaven.
No peace lies in the future, which is not hidden in this present instant.
Take Peace.
The gloom of the world
is but a shadow,
behind it, yet, within our reach,
is joy.
Take Joy.
And so, at this Christmas time,
I greet you,
with the prayer that for you,
now and forever, the day breaks
and the shadows flee away.

[Stillwater® Petticoat Philosophy is Registered Copyright and Trademarked protected by creator Raquel M. Carter. All Rights Reserved.]
 
Contents for Stillwater® will combine with gathered events held at The Carter Settlement. They will consist of ceremonials for common days, rituals, the art of domestic bliss and the joys and comforts of seasonal pastimes and philosophical retreats with open discussions on Lady Raquel's spiritual teachings (based off of her authored books). In addition, a yearly calendar and schedule of gatherings will be available here in the ye olde logbook and all aspects of information that entail the Stillwater® Petticoat Philosophy.

  
I would not have the strength to commence this movement were it not for the courage and guidance of spiritual mentors. So it will be with helping hands, warm hearts, generous monetary gifts in kind and brilliant minds to assist me in this endeavour.

My sincerest appreciation, Mrs Carter

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[Stillwater® Petticoat Philosophy is Registered Copyright and Trademarked protected by creator Raquel M. Carter. All Rights Reserved.]

{Secondary sources and for quoted credits -Mrs. Sharp's Traditions, pages 19, 21, 23, 35, etc. From the author of Simple Abundance}