A Story of Love, Hope and Inspiration 
As told to Marcia Singer
by Kirk Moore 


There once was a lovely girl named Tara Moore who lived with her mom Sandy, her dad Kirk,  and  younger  sister Deanna. Although Tara’s destiny was to leave this earthly plane at the tender age of fifteen, her loving influence is still strongly felt. The following story recounts the final nine months before her fatal accident. 

Tara had gone with her mother to a local bookstore and was irresistibly drawn to a book about angels, one of the first ever published. It became her journal, her bible, and Tara carried it with her everywhere she went. Writing private notes and comments in her special book, the young teen regularly asked for guidance from her angels. She had a second sense about them. Some who love her believe that their sweet Tara communed with her angels at night while sleeping, and may have even known her destiny. 

Meanwhile, Tara, angel book ever at hand, was becoming more spiritually knowledgeable. While she had always been kind and compassionate, never wanting to pass up a hungry, homeless stranger on the road with his sign or a friend in need, her parents noticed that her demeanor was somehow different. Young Tara took to counseling her friends on spiritual matters and other life concerns with a wise and non-judgmental disposition. Helping people out of their hurts and confusions was surely her calling, and she was devoted to this cause. Indeed, fifteen year old Tara struggled to understand how others could be so judgmental of themselves and one another. It seemed foreign to her that they could create such turmoil in their lives when the loving kindness of wise angels was at hand. 

Although she came from a supportive, philosophically open and spiritual family, there was nonetheless an unusual quality about Tara’s calling which would come to fruition in the final two weeks of her life. One incident took place at a teen camp she attended, where her mother was a counselor. On the bus ride up to camp, Tara wasn’t feeling well. She laid her head in her mom’s lap for the rest of the ride. When they arrived at the camp, Tara looked soulfully into her mother’s eyes and said most unexpectedly, “I just want to thank you for taking such great care of me. Not just for the bus ride, for my life.” 

Tara was still not feeling well, so she decided to stay inside her cabin and make ceramic angels rather than being her usual sociable self. She made one for each member of her family. Here at camp, she received a new nickname: “The Angel Girl”. Did anyone suspect how close to the truth they were? 

When camp was over, Tara and her mother returned home. To her family’s surprise, Tara bequeathed her precious angel book to her younger sister. “Deanna,” she said, “I want you to have this book and know that I will always be your guardian angel.” Did Deanna’s big sister know somewhere deep inside that her earthly time was near an end? 

The night of her accident, Tara made dinner for her sister, her mom and a couple of girlfriends. Sitting at the table eating, she stopped to stare once more into her mother’s eyes.

 “Mom,” asked Tara, “do you believe that when you are done with your work on this plane of existence, you can go at any time to do something more meaningful elsewhere?” 

Her mother struggled a bit to respond to her daughter’s eery question. “Well, yes dear, you know I do believe that may be possible,” she offered. “That may be true....” 

Little did Sandy suspect that within a couple of hours her firstborn would die in a freak auto accident less than two blocks away from the Moore home. One of her girlfriends was driving the other one home when the accident happened. Tara had gone along for the ride. Both of her girlfriends were fine, but Tara died instantly, leaving this plane of existence. Had she gone to do something more meaningful elsewhere? 

Her family was grief stricken over the tragic loss of their beloved angel girl. Yet even that fateful night she was taken, they trusted that everything happens for a reason. Over time, they would gradually find helpful clues their daughter had left behind. Piecing them together, it was evident that Tara had an important message to get out to the world about love. 

Meanwhile, friends of the family were showing their love and support by sending angel gifts and cards of all kinds, gifts that brought healing and comfort, hope and inspiration. Tara’s parents felt a deep desire to share with the world how they were learning to go through adversity and come out stronger and more loving, even feeling blessed. There were messages to bring about finding the gift in pain and loss, and about our angel guardians of the spirit, keepers of the soul. As Tara had taught, truly the spirit never dies. The eternal energy of love is all there really is in the end. 

Something had to be done. Her father, a mortgage broker, and her mother, a teacher, had experienced the worst thing imaginable and were ready to go with their inner promptings. Firm believers that everything that had happened was rightfully their own destiny, they were ready to trust what the unknown future might bring. The Moores decided to take a huge risk: to quit their jobs and open up an angel store.

 It is now three years since fifteen- year-old Tara’s death. Her family’s story of love, faith and angels has been told on national television. A second angel store, a spiritual learning center just opened, and there’s a book written by Tara’s dad as well. 

And what about Tara, the angel girl? Her presence is often felt by those who love her. Her father tells of meeting her in visions, hearing her voice, and experiencing her spirit in dreams. He even wonders if perhaps Tara can “manipulate some things” from her new home, and here’s why. 

Ever since she was a little girl, Tara had wanted to be a StarSearch spokesmodel. When she turned eleven, for her birthday, her father surprised her with a gift. He had superimposed a photo of her onto a cover of Celebrity Magazine, just for fun. Two years ago, we are told, People Magazine did a story on Tara and her family and put her picture on the cover. 

Tara got her wish from the other side. 

Marcia Singer, MSW, CHt directs the Foundation For Intimacy in soCal. “Tara’s Angels” is reprinted from a collection of stories, Hot Chocolate For The Mystical Teen by Arielle Ford.  For information about FFI or Marcia’s Tao of Play/Theatre of the Creative Self, call (877) ART-WILD (278-9453.)

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