Affirmation

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Believe It ~ All Things Are Possible

Published December 15, 2023 by tindertender

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Believe it, receive it, achieve it
Believe it (Believe it) receive it (Receive it), achieve it (Achieve it)
Believe it, receive it, achieve it
Believe it (Believe it) receive it (Receive it), achieve it (Achieve it)
All things are possible (Possible), all things are possible (Possible)
All things are possible (Possible), all things are possible (Possible)
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)

[Verse]
Believe it (Yeah), receive it, achieve it (They possible)
Believe it (Yeah), receive it, achieve it (They possible)
Believe it (Yeah), receive it, achieve it (They possible)
Believe it (Yeah), receive it (Yeah), achieve it
All things are possible, all things are possible (Possible)
All things are possible, all things are possible (Possible)
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe (Possible)
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe (Possible)
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)

[Outro]
All things are possible
(Yeah, it’s possible)
All things are possible
(Yeah, it’s possible)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)

Gotta Let Them Go

Published November 16, 2023 by tindertender

I’ve decided …..
I’m going to attend Unity Church on Sundays.
I’m going to find a yoga studio and get serious about flexibility.
I’m going to find a gym so I can rebuild muscle and fill out my skin.
I don’t need approval or permission. I don’t need company.
If I meet someone along the way who is interested in what I am, also, perhaps we’ll be friends.
I’m not going to force myself into someone else’s idea of what my life should look like.
It took me 20 years of shadow work to get where I am. Folks who have barely meditated, coming in to steer me … denied.
I’m not a “member” of anything other than Life, and the Love it should embody.
I flow into what brings me joy.
When it stops, and begins to bring me upset, I cut out whatever it is. Not because there’s no love, or any disrespect. But because I love, honor and respect myself enough not to let her drown in others opinions about what is right and best for her.
I’ll figure it out for Self.
She deserves her authentic and transparent heart to live in beauty without these trespasses and abuses which attempt to squash her heart, strip her song, and replace it with their own.
Just because someone gives you a gift doesn’t mean you have to relinquish yourself.
Just because someone shows you a kindness doesn’t give them permission to reformat you.
Leave the kindness if you must.
Pack up, live in a tent.
Whatever it takes to come back to Self, and it’s connection to it’s own higher self, and to God.
No one can walk your path for you.
Although many will insist you’re doing it wrong,
And disapprove.
Trying to force you into their mold.
Gotta let them go.

Rare and Beautiful Gift

Published November 3, 2023 by tindertender

My daughter handed me her school progress report. Although it displayed a steady stream of positive check marks, there was one check mark standing dejectedly alone from the rest.

“How am I doing, Mom?” my child asked with a level of maturity that did not match the small dishevelled person gazing up at me with smudged eyeglasses that teetered on the tip of her nose. With her small finger, she pointed to her teacher’s neatly printed words next to the lone check mark.

It read: “Distracted in large groups.” But I already knew this. I knew this long before it was written on an official report card. Since she was a toddler, this child has offered astute observations of the world around her.

After pointing out all the positives on the progress report, I told her what was written. Upon hearing the news, she gave a tiny, uncertain smile and shyly admitted, “I do look around a lot.”

But before my child could feel one ounce of shame, one iota of failure, I came down on bended knee and looked her straight in the eye. I didn’t want her to just hear these words, I wanted her to feel them. This is what I said:

“Yes. You do look around a lot. You noticed Sam sitting off by himself with a skinned knee on the field trip, and you comforted him.”

“You noticed Banjo had a running nose, and the vet said it was a good thing we brought him in when we did.”

“You noticed our waitress was working really hard and suggested we leave an extra good tip. You noticed Grandpa was walking slower than the rest of us so you waited for him.”

“You notice the beautiful view every time we cross the bridge to go to swim practice.”

“And you know what? I don’t ever want you to stop noticing because that is your gift. It is your gift that you give to the world.”

As I watched my daughter beam with the glow of acceptance, I realized her approach to life had the power to change the world.

You see, we are all just waiting for someone to notice—notice our pain, notice our scars, notice our fear, notice our joy, notice our triumphs, notice our courage.

And the one who notices is a rare and beautiful gift.

~Rachel Macy Stafford, author of “Hands Free Life.” Her author page is @TheHandsFreeRevolution on Facebook.

Obstacles and Change

Published November 1, 2023 by tindertender

On the way to work it was dark. Someone squeezed in front of me, then hit their brakes.

I thought, “At this point, you’re no longer a person. You’re an obstacle.”

And now I’m wondering how this statement fits the other areas of my life.

Morning Mantra’s

Published October 27, 2023 by tindertender
I Am the Palace
Any Energy I do not need may leave
Love always wins
I Am Grateful
I Am Sacred
Ready for our unity
Joy is my guide

Challenge Accepted

Published October 16, 2023 by tindertender

I embrace the strangeness of this new experience. Even though it challenges my beliefs about self, I open to it and expand.

I am a Sacred Being crafted by the hand of Universal Creator, and I also create.

I am exotic, unusual, and sometimes eccentric and even seen as a little bizarre. I make peace with this.

I let strange beauty happen through me in creative flow.

I release any fixed ideas I may have about the way things “should” be.

I free-fall into life. The old way is on its way out.

I accept into my life something new and beautiful, it is coming soon.

I leave my historical lessons behind, retaining only knowledge gained. I have outgrown old ways of navigating this life.

My dreams CAN become reality.

I stay grounded.

I remain patient as I contemplate new opportunities. A change for the better is taking place.

I heed the lessons offered by my shadow self. I do not deny this aspect of Me.

I know love can give rise to great destruction, and hate can inspire great acts of love.

I am not a victim. I remain humble. I forgive those who’ve harmed me.

I am open to wisdom and insights from my elders.

I know what it is like to experience unreliability. I nurture its polarity in my life. I stick to tasks until they are complete. I work to make it interesting and stave off boredom.

I allow my dreams to become reality.

I believe a new and better life is coming to me.

I am blessed as I enter this new cycle of transformation. I am on a path of self-discovery in every moment.

I stay present.

I do not construct a story around it.

I allow the experience to be “uncovered”.

Patiently I move into the new, I’m finally seeing things as a whole. A clear perspective of what is happening in my life arrives.

In my heart, I am peace. I seek the highest good.

I am a Giver of Love. I am an extension of that One, infinite Giver of Love.

The imagination is the bridge we build so that higher beings can get to us. I am not afraid to build a good one.

I am not afraid to let Infinite Love to take form according to my desires. I ask the Giver of Love to embody before me as a person with whom I can relate. I embody the Giver of Love within me.

I seek a way to manifest my souls desire for new meaning and a more nurturing and fulfilling life-style.

I am on track.

I accept the promise of future reward.

It Is Seen, It Is Known

Published September 23, 2023 by tindertender

In this life, our experiences have been hi-jacked, manipulated to produce a certain type of energy … anger, shame, guilt, fear … it’s what the hidden choose to feast on.

The human consciousness has been infiltrated, many thoughts flowing in mind don’t even belong to the individual. It’s a stream of information meant to control the frequency of the mind, and the nervous system, the electrical system of the bioform.

Our lives have been difficult. We learned to be humble, to be happy with little. We learned there is no greater thing than to love and be loved. Often, simply by its lack.

Some in this world created abundance for themselves using our energy signature.

The truth is seen.
In spirit, people are seen for who they are.
The energy they stole and wear is being proven to be a garment, rather than the essence.

What they created using the energy signature of specific people, and collectives, will be returned to rightful owner, stripped from thieves and frauds.

Over my life, I wondered why it was this way.
Now I know.

And I see the flip.

What is “deserved” will be.

No lie will do it, I’m afraid.

It’s all about essence, true essence, not a garment made from stolen energy.

The low vibing thieves don’t get the Divine Masculine.

He’s coming home.

He knows now the energy you wrapped divine feminine in, while you tried to steal her destiny, is yours. He sees thru your spells.

The tide is turning.

All will get what they deserve.

None of us likes it when another manipulates and interfers in our life.

But sometimes, it is necessary.

You persevered through their challenges. You stayed open to love, living humble, spiritually rich lives. You withstood some of the most horrendous grievances. You prevailed … all while remaining love, loyal to Creator.

It’s the adversaries turn now.

You paid your dues, now they get to pay theirs.

May He Learn to be Compassionate and Kind While the World Hates Him

Published September 14, 2023 by tindertender

This is how people treat each other in this world. They lead you on, pretending to care, while harboring beliefs such as this, all so they can continue having access to the energy field and life of a person.

They wish to destroy others so they can feast on the pain energy of it. Some find it of great satisfaction to crush someone, especially if that someone is already experiencing challenges. “Kick them while they’re down” is some folks motto. It become easier to extract the vital force if a person is “damaged”.

The goal should be to lift each other, to be compassionate, kind and respectful. But there’s too much superiority and hate in the field of collective consciousness.

Really, I’d like to say F the world. I’m beyond procreating. I’m beyond the need for sex, or physical touch. I don’t need a hand to hold or a shoulder to cry on. It was denied me, I became accustomed to its absence.

Please do as he has done. Tell the truth about how you really feel, and if it sounds like this? Piss off.

I’m tired of liars and pretenders. I’m tired of those who withhold opportunity because of their misperceptions. I’m tired of all the judges and chiefs. I’m tired of feeding attention and energy into a system of folks who only wish to feast, rather than reciprocate, in a GOOD way.

I’m not accepting pain in exchange for my love any more. It simply has no value.

This is a statement from a “familiar enemy”. May he be blessed with opportunity to survive a broken mind and heart. May he learn the lesson of inner strength and fortitude as he navigates extreme challenge. May he learn to be compassionate and kind while the world hates him.

Folks who claim to know details of another’s life based on rumor and very limited knowledge are nothing more than an entity who speaks falsely against others. There is no value there. And if others jump on the train and feed into the imagined storyline, then that’s their choice, to use their creative energies to bring disruption and harm to another.

Solitude Looks Real Good On Me

Published September 13, 2023 by tindertender

For so long (2 decades) my field of consciousness was viscously attacked. Voice to skull. Microwave tech that would leave my body quaking, spasming. My nervous system was always under fluctuation, the interferers really are very good at disrupting the “entire” system of the human being. Thank God for statute of limitations laws.

**There are layers of sound, of presence. The interferers with technology have inserted themselves, or attached themselves, to the inner portion of the field of consciousness. They slipped in between the human being, and their connections with spirit. Like a cookie sandwich. Or a parasite, leeching on consciousness, interfering with their tech so truest connection is hi-jacked, intercepted. Many will swear it’s the real deal, if it hadn’t almost killed them and discernment discovered. The new interferer is very good at mimicking what we wish to ‘hear’.**

It is so quiet, so calm and peaceful. Silent. People who haven’t been targeted don’t have any concept of the severity to these challenges. I wish them knowledge without the trauma. But that takes an open mind and heart, unfortunately, what seems fantastical to an uninitiated mind, cannot be fathomed simply by hearing someone else’s testimony.

I have been treated with such disrespect and disdain during my spiritual warfare. I know we will all get what we deserve, but I’ll tell you something … nothing hurts worse that “familiar-enemies” and their heart barbs.

You know the unfortunate thing … I know certain individuals in the current friend circle feel this way about me too.

Me and my “bad spirits”.

I’m tired boss. I’m tired of people who so proudly and surely call others broken while glorifying themselves. So firmly avowing their superior status. Gaslighting, to perfection.

Having one foot in spirit and one foot in 3D is hogwash to those without awareness. They call us “broken” because we see, hear, taste and feel things they cannot. It is difficult navigating all the new senses when they awaken, even more so with the cruelty of the blind and deaf.

Dear Heavenly Father, please remove from my presence all who cannot find respect in their hearts for others during their life mission and journey, who purposefully, and intentionally, are cruel minded toward others seen as ‘less than’.

In other news …

I used to talk like this. I was angry then.

Blind Date with My Body

Published June 4, 2023 by tindertender

Every morning I have a blind date with my body.
And as I do,
a million questions run through my head.

Who is this person sitting across from
me in the mirror?
Am I my own soulmate?
Are the dreams in my heart and my thoughts in my head perfect strangers?

How can I open my heart to this imperfect human who is staring back at me?
How can I learn to love their wrinkles?
How can I build a future with this person?

And every morning during my blind date
with my own image I remember the secret
to any great relationship …
Is to let them see you as you really are.

So,
how do I see myself?
As a piece of cosmic art or as half-shattered bowl?
Maybe it’s both things at the same time.

My love,
In order to feel at home in your skin you must learn to be yourself,
with yourself.
And to see the beauty in yourself when you look at yourself.

All first dates are awkward,
so be patient with yourself as you get to know the person in the mirror.

Don’t let them slip through your fingers
because …
they are the love of your life.

  • John Roedel

Artist: Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg