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The Journey is Long

Published April 7, 2025 by tindertender

3 short years ago. I thought it was djinn, but it could have been military…. Who knows?

I have never claimed to know it all. I learn as I go. I graduated beyond this experience 3 years ago. Folks who wish to criticize can play teacher on their own channel.
I am not anyones religious guru.
I was raised in the wilderness by a narcissist who never talked about God.
We unknowings are typically the target of the knowing.
I raised myself to the best of my ability.
I posted this memory as evidence, and reminder, as to where I was vs where I currently am.
There is nothing shameful about our journey …
Every ounce of knowing developed along the way makes us who we are.
There will always be someone who judges our story as insufficient and dangerous for the world.
This is what is dangerous, telling the bird it cannot fly without permission.
When the Most High, according to my knowing, kicks us out the nest …
And says, fly.
It upsets me I even have to defend this traumatic memory from an “all knowing” invisible “teacher” who isn’t thee Creator Divine.

Here is another memory from right about this time, info gather from additional research and inquiry…

Living and Losing and Loving Again

Published March 29, 2025 by tindertender

Children should all have pets, so they can get used to managing themselves through the pain of losing the love of the connection. It’s gentler than losing an “intimate” union and love. If we cling too tightly, we can become a monster, we can heart and soul shatter and wish to destroy the entire world for the pain of it. Practicing this release makes the loss, or change within union, bearable, while remaining open to loving again. I really don’t like it when my doggo leaves me, but another comes, and teaches me to love again.

We Are All Wounded

Published March 28, 2025 by tindertender

We are all wounded,
bearing invisible scars that lie deep within our souls—
where no light dares to reach.
We move through life with hearts stitched together
by trembling hands and whispered hopes,
praying that no one looks too closely.
The world teaches us to wear masks,
to force a smile when it hurts,
to cover our cracks and pretend we are whole.

But the truth is, we are all broken—
each of us carrying untold stories
we’re too scared to share.
The mother who sheds silent tears
long after her children have drifted to sleep.
The man who laughs the loudest,
masking an emptiness that echoes through the night.
The friend who always says, “I’m fine,”
because she knows that no one truly asks twice.

We bleed differently.
Some wounds are fresh—
still raw and aching to the touch.
Others have formed fragile scabs,
but the pain lingers like a ghost,
haunting us when we press too hard.
And some are buried so deep
we’ve convinced ourselves they don’t exist—
until something unexpected tears them open again.

Maybe it was betrayal that shattered you.
Maybe it was the love you poured out
that was never returned.
Maybe it was the dream you chased
only to be left with empty hands.
Or the person you lost too soon—
a void that time has failed to fill.
Maybe it was the harsh words you endured as a child,
or the deafening silence when you needed comfort most.

But listen, love—
your wounds do not make you weak.
They make you human.
They are proof of a life fiercely lived,
of battles fought with a heart brave enough to feel.
Your pain is a testament to your strength,
to the resilience of a soul
that refuses to give up.

And though we are all wounded,
we are also healers—
carrying soft words in our hearts,
offering comfort through unspoken understanding.
We mend each other with kind gestures,
with the warmth of a gentle touch,
with a reminder whispered in the quiet—
“You’re not alone.”
That is how we begin to heal.

So do not hide your wounds.
Do not pretend they are invisible.
Let them breathe—
let them teach you tenderness,
reminding you that every soul you meet
is fighting a battle unseen.

We are all wounded,
but we are also unbreakable.
We may stumble, but we rise again.
We may break, but we rebuild—
stronger, wiser, and braver than before.
Our scars are stories—
not just of pain and loss
but of courage and survival.

So if you feel broken today,
know this, my love—
you are not alone.
You belong to a world of souls
who wear their cracks with grace,
shining light through their brokenness.
And that—
that is what makes us beautifully,
irrevocably human.

It Didn’t Kill Me

Published March 28, 2025 by tindertender

It didn’t kill me, but something changed,
A piece of me lost, forever estranged.
I walked away, yet not the same,
A shadowed soul, a quiet flame.
That day took part of who I was,
Left me searching, without cause.
I carry on, but feel the void,
A heart once whole, now destroyed.
It didn’t end me, but I’m not whole—
An echo remains, deep in my soul.
I’m here, I breathe, but truth denied—
A part of me, that day, quietly died.

Author Unknown

Woman of Revelation

Published March 28, 2025 by tindertender
A Novel Interpretation of the Woman in Revelation 12

She is his Helper; she is Wisdom—the Spiritual Law written (not on stone tablets like the Ten Commandments) but on the very heart of Christ. The woman in Revelation 12 is the actual image of God’s everlasting covenant.

My child, keep my words and store up my commandments with you; keep my commandments and live, keep my teachings as the apple of your eye; bind them on your fingers, write them on the tablet of your heart. Say to wisdom, “You are my sister.”

“In speaking of ‘a new covenant,’ he has made the first one obsolete. And what is obsolete and growing old will soon disappear” (NRS Heb. 8:13). But in Revelation John is seeing something quite different. He is witnessing the opening of the true temple… and what he sees inside is not an empty room with an obsolete stone covenant; instead, he is shown God’s Living and Spiritual Covenant–the Holy Spirit:

Then God’s temple in heaven was opened, and the ark of his covenant was seen within his temple; and there were flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder, an earthquake, and heavy hail. A great portent appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun. (Rev. 11:19- 12:1)

We speak of God’s secret wisdom, a wisdom that has been hidden and that God destined for our glory before time began.” (1 Cor.2: 4-7)

Woman of Revelation 12

Reward Is As Effort, and Heart, Does

Published March 26, 2025 by tindertender

In Union, there is challenge, and blessing.

God doesn’t make mistakes when He brings two together as One. It is the challenge and the blessing, and the connected management of these things which supports the Rise, and the Reward.

Together, managing the challenges well, the blessings are fortified and increased, much greater than originally.

If one chooses to be a slacker, they’ll take the original blessing, martyring the gift of the connection and leave the other with the challenge.

Sometimes, the one carrying the challenge will manage it on their own and rise exponentially, unexpectedly.

The reward is greater for this one than the original gift due to the extreme of the challenge.

The one who took the blessing and had fun at the others expense, receives no greater reward, and loses what they had, due to lack of effort, for betrayal, and for rejecting the gift of Union the Most High granted.

When Two Become One ~

It is said God / Goddess are unknowable. Humanity is made in the image of …

How many times have you noted yourself in relationship, sometimes for many years, and out of the blue you realize you never knew them? Resting in the energy, intimate in every way, yet still … unknown to you.

It isn’t a fluke or a trick, it is the hidden gem the Almighty seeded within each and every one of us, the unknowable.

Sometimes this unknowable quality is purposefully hidden.

Some think if they hide it rather than accept the challenge of metamorphosis, with Gods choice of partner, they can replace it with their own version and simply dress it up in the energy of … ‘tricking’ the Most High into believing they accepted the challenge, and ‘became’ accordingly … a villainous attempt to prove Gods Chosen unworthy by committing fraud, wearing a mask, donning their energy, and behaving in a degraded manner. They later say, I tried boss! But (s)he was a Hobag!!! The whole time the true true was buried under blame and shame.

The illusions can get very convoluted.

It is our duty in this union to grow with each other, to ‘become’ as One.

Mostly, people remain hung up on who they ‘think’ they are, they remain focused on their personal needs and desires, forgetting they are a new creation meant to increase together.

Finito

Published March 23, 2025 by tindertender

Listening to misogynists speaking about their prophesy … they insist someone “Fill the Position” they have forecasted, to the Tee. I’m not here as an actress to fulfill a role about their fantasy and illusion. Most of you aren’t either. We are here writing our own story … they despise that about us … Creators, rewriting “his”story.

I no longer offer prayers of protection for the arrogant ones who try to minimize my accomplishments, touting themselves the authority of the experiences and challenges. May they live thru the adventure, since they seem to know so much about overcoming it.

Game Over

Published March 23, 2025 by tindertender

February 11, 2025

I have understanding of what a certain mindset in this world has been doing to children, and their jealousy and hatred of the Divinity of the Mother. If someone confesses to be part of this in any way shape or form, I cannot associate with the energy. These energies will be offended and angry that I prefer not to entertain them. Rather than honor my choice of no interaction, they attempt to ‘force’ me to serve it. I choose disconnection from those who try to bully me into being friends with the unfriendly. I support others who also make the choice to not be tied and corded with those who despise purity yet feed on it.

I was reading a post on the computer just now and the words “game over” flashed before my eyes. I blinked and wondered where those words were because it seemed a little strange the way the words appeared before me and scanned the post again … but those words weren’t on the message … that was Spirit delivering a message to me … to WE.

Soul Family
Spirit Family
Blood Family
Chosen Family
The One comes from the Many
The Many come from the One

EG: Soul family/Spirit family :: You come from the Stars, the Sun and many times far beyond, the many in other dimensions supporting your ‘human’ life lessons.
Blood family :: You come from the mothers womb, with many ancestors who came before you. Then you have a child, and many generations you may get privilege to see come from that child.
Chosen family :: Those who have characteristics and desires for creation within them that align with your own. These idea’s forming and received from the ethers, from Spirit Divine, together in symbiosis, synergy, manifesting visuals on the foundation, that which is seen.

ALL IN FLOW.

THE RIVER OF LIFE.

The Bridge and Unification

Published March 23, 2025 by tindertender

February 9, 2025

The Divine resides in all levels and layers of the realms. Some folks plant fruit trees, others eliminate gnats and rats, pest control. It is all necessary and needed.

What isn’t needed are the pretenders who hi-jacked the middle ground and messed the connections and communications of the earth angels and the true Divine leaders of the realms.

The clones, the actresses and actors, wore the face and energy of the light bearers, doing atrocious deeds, setting them up for harsh judgement by the Divine. They hurt the children, easy targets not able to fight back.

The bridge between realms has been restored, the truth revealed. TMH utilizes the skill set of all members Divine … all members who carefully manage the intricate balance of the realms.

Divinity resides in all spaces and places.

The Most High has family everywhere.

He said these interfering time traveling dimension hopping agent smiths would get what they deserve.

Unification has occurred and there is synergy without prejudice in the upper and under worlds.

The satanists who worship a weird black hole demon god are imposters. They have been feeding the light to it, they’ve been robbing the graves too. They have no loyalty to anyone or anything.

They’ve been pretending to control heaven, they’ve been pretending to control hell. These are illusions. The true true of the real deals are here now to destroy that illusion.

Be wary of disrespecting those who are capable of what you may not be. Scary friends are very nice to have, it’s much better than having scary enemies.

Because of those who are skilled in distasteful arenas, others can focus on developing skills in more pleasurable spaces and places.

We are all on a path of ascension. Everyone starts at the bottom.

The infiltrators hi-jacked timelines and dimensions because they were able to trap those with the gifts of time.

They are free now of that connection and forced servitude. The imposter no longer has that control. They can no longer pretend they are the Most high or the Lowest low or anyone in between. They can no longer send souls into captivity after being driven into traumatic ends, set up for failure.

The intention of the Divine in all realms is to become greater than before, while holding the fabric which weaves all of life into a delicate, settled, energy.

Synergy.

Symbiosis.

Division causes chaos.

Be thankful for the carrion, it keeps the pretty places clear of the dead.

Love Honor Respect

In all ways

Except for the liar who hurts the innocent and pure of heart.

Mystical Nonsense

Published March 23, 2025 by tindertender

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