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Creekside Walk By Witches Castle

Published March 18, 2019 by tindertender

Fortune visited today and made it possible for me to get off early enough to meander by the Witches Castle, built alongside this creek. The cloudiness of the water is quite unfortunate and sad to see. It should be clean and clear.

Incredibly, this is only a short drive from the heart of the city! A little later in the day I was blessed with opportunity to share this experience with a couple gals who had never heard of the Witches Castle before. Intrigued, they vowed to visit soon.

The creek flow reminded me of my teen years. My bedroom window faced the river. Every night I had it cracked a bit (or a lot in the summer) and the sound of the water running past lulled me to sleep at night for years.

This spectacular image of sun and earth startled me when I first saw it. I was not expecting to see the suns rays coming in from the left and another set of rays coming in from the right. I believe this one deserves special mention.

There was mystical feel to this place. The color of the undergrowth, and the way the limbs nested with it left me with the sense of a magical energy. The space felt ancient, holding stories about life known from long ago.

The trail was moderate and smooth in most places. I only heard a couple small birds singing. Other than that it was just running water and wind. The animal life in this part of the forest was pretty much non-existent.

My shadow self was good company today. The ends of my laces kept tapping on the sides of my shoes as I walked. For a time, before I figured out what it was, I thought someone was following me. A subtle, but definitely heard sound, much like a rock stuck in the sole of shoe tread while walking on tile. I was relieved once I was understood where the sound came from.

Home now, I ponder the experience and am so grateful. How lovely to smell the damp earth and hear the stream as it flowed. Someday I hope the waters everywhere will run clear once more. It really is sad to see everything so toxic.

I took these photos to reference here, and there are more images in my mind … memories for when memories will be needed.

Future Planning

Published February 9, 2019 by tindertender

I am at an age where thought of my ‘final’ move and dwelling place are at the forefront of mind. Where shall I go? I have plans in mind of the needed set-up and will stay in the PNW.

This is a decision which must not only be guided by those beyond who have always been with me, but also by scientific evidence of earth shift, sea rise, and climate change.

Since this will (hopefully) be my final move, it is something that must be considered very carefully.

http://nas-sites.org/americasclimatechoices/videos-multimedia/sea-level-rise-for-the-coasts-of-california-oregon-and-washington/

Nature ‘Bound’

Published February 7, 2019 by tindertender

Before me was a massive tree. Around this tree were chains, this way and that, criss-crossing and in knots. This tree was heavily ‘bound’ and forbidden to grow further, it was imprisoned. (Tree of Life).

Earth and Tree, Bound

Someone(s) have cast a spell, and have actually bound the earth and its forests from being prosperous, or bountiful.

Many Wiccans of the world love the earth and all of its elements. These elements are needed for many of their practices. There are dark forces who would have the earth destroyed.

Wiccans, Pagans, Shamans, Magicians, Alchemists, Visualizers … Creators and Change Makers … if you see truth in this vision which woke me, I urge you to work towards undoing that which has been done to hinder the well-being and health of the earth and its forests … Life. Without the trees, life is nothing.

I have faith in the goodness of this world and its people. I believe that positive intention and opposing force applied in love for this earth and all life, poured forth into this ‘binding’, can and will undo that which has been done.

I am certain that all people have within them the ability to ‘visualize’. It is clear to me that most of humanity actually love this planet and all life upon it, while there are fewer who remain in shadow doing what they can to ensure the planets demise, along with all life dwelling here.

Even if you are new to visualization, I encourage you to see this bound tree, this massive old growth in chains, and see it set free, released, to flourish.

Picture Perfect Stay In The Woods

Published October 14, 2018 by tindertender

Saturday was my day. I had a reservation to stay the night in a tree house, I won it in this summers company picnic raffle. Check-in wasn’t until four pm so I decided to go for a hike up a mountain. Boy, that really was something!

The views were beautiful, but after a mile climb up this steep, 3.8 mile trail I decided to visit the museum … haha.

The Interpretive Center had a story to tell.

They knew that the influx of population was damaging the plentiful flow of fish (among other life) yet they continued doing what they were doing anyway.

There was much beauty before, and also after, ‘civilization’ arrived.

I decided I would head on up the hill to the tree house. I was relieved to be able to check in 30 minutes early. This place has no TV, telephone or WiFi, so for the most part, I was there 30 feet in the air, in a cabin wrapped around, and anchored from, this beautiful tree.

I walked in to this house built around a tree and found … peace. A view of the mountains across the wide, beautiful water presented itself to me as if to say, “Welcome Home.”

I opened all windows and sat admiring the mountain and river view as the breeze poured inside the room.

Juniper Beatles are in season. There were hundreds of them! They were flitting this way and that. They are so beautiful. When they spread their wings the sun shines through them revealing a vibrant red color. This season is not for those who have the heeby jeebies around flying things. I captured the many that were in the house and released them outside.

The tree house gently swayed in the breeze. There is a sign posted inside near the door which reads, ” Be good to the tree, it is holding you up.”

I brought my music player with me but turned it off … the one sound from the city.

I decided to sit with my back against this huge, 42″ diameter tree. I asked it to recycle my breath, and my energies. I couldn’t help but also ask how it felt about being such a lovely tree surrounded by brothers and sisters who had been defiled, in a way … cut, shaped, sanded, bolted and nailed. I am curious if they are still in relation now that some no longer have roots.

I stepped outside for a view of the big rock faces and the walking path. Amazing how things look when the shadows begin to fall.

I prepared my dinner and sat back to enjoy the view.

Next morning, as the sun rose higher I watched as the trees danced in the wind. I can feel the sway of the tree, as the house moves with its ‘host’.

I peeled myself an orange for breakfast to eat with some cheese and crackers. I drank my water and watched as the forest came awake with the rising sun.

As I drove away, not ready to leave but the city called me home, I stopped and looked at the tree house from below. I saw that this majestic tree had also been defiled. Hooks were buried deep into it and cables attached from them going everywhere. The weight of this building hung from, and rested upon huge metal rods buried deep into the trees flesh.

Inside, there was only one spot that bled sap. The tree outside, in the walkway, bled huge amounts of sap, all the way around it. This tree house probably won’t last 1 or 2 more decades.

This is the first time I actually got to sleep 30 feet up into a tree. Yes, I was in a cabin, some people have done it without shelter!

I hope others will be able to stay at least one night in a tree house during their life. It’s really something to go to bed and then wake up seeing this beautiful tree, giving of itself to steady you and shelter you as you walk around it.

It is amazing how the heart and mind heals when surrounded by the forest, especially when part of the forest sleeps with you.

No Forests, No Life. Simple.

Published October 9, 2018 by tindertender

The metal and chemical concoction being sprayed in the atmosphere, all so governments can claim authority over the weather, are destroying everything that grows on the earth.

The need for power is killing the planet. Old men will die gripping fists full of dollars, and their lineage will follow with nothing to eat.

Beautiful Day ~ Unhindered

Published August 12, 2018 by tindertender

Are you going to let them ruin this beautiful day,
These boys, so new on their life journey?

This morning I decided I would be adventurous. I drove to Mt Hood! It was a beautiful day for a drive.

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I went to the lodge for lunch, ate cheese and apples and some sort of wine jam and fresh baked bread. As I was finishing up I saw a man walk in with his elderly father and young son. Immediately I stood and offered my table. You see, I had the grand view of the trees and another mountain off in the distance. It was glorious! They refused at first, seeing I still had food on my plate. I assured them I was finished, full, and ‘he’ being an elder deserved this fine seat. He wanted to share it with me while I finished, but I left them to enjoy the view and each others company.

I walked out with a smile on my face, happy that this elderly man who had trouble even walking any more would get to sit there and ponder life and relations while he looked out upon this majestic view.

As I drove along, there were so many sights that just blew me away!

I decided to drive to a lake that was several miles up a gravel road. It was so beautiful!

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I took a left a few miles along and the road climbed, becoming very rocky and pitted, I giggled as I drove. I got about 1.5 or 2 miles up and finally came to the first trail. I got out and walked along a little way, it was so quiet! No electrical wires, no sound at all. It was completely still. I got to thinking … I didn’t have a horn, or dog, or big stick or anything, and then I thought I didn’t feel like being a tasty treat for a cougar or something, so went back to the car.

On the way back down, once off the deeply pitted and bolder-y rode I came again to the relatively mildly pitted gravel road and realized I had a flat tire. That hadn’t happened in 32 years! I got out the book and was prepared to learn something new today. While I was reading the book, spare leaning against the car and jack and such all spread out, a jeep pulled up and asked me if I had it okay. I replied not really.

The man and his friend got out and changed my tire for me … BLESS THEM!! I drove the remaining 3 miles out to the main highway and stopped at the rest area gas station for air since the spare wasn’t quite full. Being Sunday, no tire companies were open so I limped the 47 miles back to town with flashers on doing 40 mph.

People were very calm about the whole thing, they just went around me. Until I got into the city, that is. All of a sudden I saw people throwing their hands in the air and jerkily steering around me, rolling their eyes.

That’s when the SUV full of boys showed up. The passenger hung out the window making arm and hand gestures at me. The other passenger in the back seat was taking video on his cell phone. I wondered what their problem was, and that’s when I realized that my flashers were still on. Boys … no interest or ability to consider what someones day may have been like or what may have happened requiring the flashers to be on.

There’s probably a video of me somewhere on social media with a post about an ‘old lady driving through town with her flashers on’.

So, no … they will not ruin this day. Shallow and ignorant behaviors do not deserve my attention, but I did want to blog about it only because their lack of consideration was so obvious. They’ll learn … some day.

PS ~ Here’s a few pics of some beautiful art at the lodge.

It was indeed a joyous day, a day to be grateful for.
And I Am …

Mystery Walk

Published March 27, 2018 by tindertender

TRAILThe ground is covered in brown leaves.The soil has been tamped down by foot . The trail comes out of the trees and curves up to the back side of a wall, tall and gray.

The journey has begun, yet the ladies tell me I’ve gone far enough, they insist I rest and go no further. Young me took my basket and carried it up the aisle, as if bringing it to a place of judgement and then there’s the sound of shredding paper, I look around and cannot find the culprit. End of the trail.

 

 

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