Snow Day ~ Waiting On A Savior, Or Being One?

Published February 8, 2019 by tindertender

The news is we are finally going to get snow here in the PNW. I look forward to it. It’s going to be beautiful. I also hope that the houseless population will have shelter during this time, and food, and water, and access to toilet facilities.

It amazes me how those who are ‘in charge’ of the cost of housing are only now having limits put on them as to how high they can raise these fees. It is greed which is tearing apart the fabric of society, by perpetually causing scarcity and need.

I do not understand how so many people are still not aware what they put into this world is what they shall receive. Perhaps they have not had to suffer … yet. It is coming, it always does.

There are things which make the body go, and the heart, compassion and care. There are also things which end sanity, seemingly to obliterate the mind. All can end, yet soul and spirit remain … or do they?

There may be technique known by some on harvesting consciousness. Is this the end of freedom for soul and spirit? Are they ‘caged’ or merely ‘absorbed’ by another, or others?

The idea of there being a protector is a wish, and also a hope which may have long ago been given up on. In life we learn to do for ourselves, for apparently doing for each other has been bred out of humanity in many areas. Is this a goal of the elite?

Are people ready to be their own ‘controllers’? Or are their emotional strings still being manipulated by others in order to obtain a certain reaction or response? Sometimes those who speak of protecting or love only do so to maintain the hook into the energetic, emotional, and mental fields. This is not conducive to freedom. It is a lie.

I tell myself to be positive, positive, positive. I’d like to keep it that way. Yet simultaneously, I think that if all hell is going to break loose, we ought to step aside and let it. By attempting to contain it, it grows, building pressure until it erupts. It is plain that the things we fight against grow stronger. The energy we pour forth into this fight is used against us, so, like Bruce Lee stated, “Be like water my friend”.

If people, or someone outside this body has plans to wrap this up and bring peace to mind, world, and relations, let it be. The waiting seems to be endless … and perhaps this is because it is WE who are to do this, ourselves, together. And it is we who have designated this task to ‘someone else’. It is plain responsibility remains with us through inaction.

How to prevent mind from sinking into the pit of darkness … how to, instead, build a brighter moment? PING PONG to and fro, forever it seems. What are you tools? How often do you practice with them?

There will always be those that cling to you. There will always come a time when the need to shake them off occurs (and there will always be those who need to do the same in regard our self). Hence, alone time. Sacred time, to be with self, higher self, and the Divine. These that cling may not always be present in the way you might imagine. They are sometimes hidden from view, but attached just the same.

Choices: To withstand the pressure, to shift energetic imprints and lighten the load, or to shine on and push aside all wannabe influencers.

We do not want to be who others think we are. We hold on to our uniqueness and wish to be honored, just as those who wish for us to mold to their will do. Personally, I do not wish to conform to another’s pre-fabricated reality they have built for me. They can keep it for themselves.

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