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Lateral Violence ~ Colonizer Behavior

Published November 28, 2025 by tindertender

You know what sucks?
Lateral violence.

Not from strangers who know nothing about me…
but from our own people.
The comments, the digs, the policing, the “you’re not doing it right,” the “you don’t look Lakota enough,” the “who taught you.”
The jealousy.
The bitterness.
The tearing down.

And it’s wild, because that behavior?
That’s colonizer behavior.
It’s exactly what they wanted us to do to each other.
Break each other’s spirits.
Doubt each other’s teachings.
Destroy each other’s confidence.
Attack each other’s identity.
Make sure we never trust, never uplift, never celebrate one another.

Our ancestors didn’t survive genocide, boarding schools, forced removals, starvation, outlawed ceremonies, and relentless erasure…
so that we could turn around and harm each other the same way.

I’m out here teaching plant knowledge, educating, sharing culture, raising my kids, running a community-centered business, helping people heal, and trying to leave the world better than I found it.

And the hate I get for simply existing as who I was born to be is unreal.

But here’s what I know and what my elders taught me:
When people attack your identity, your family, your authenticity, your appearance—
they’re speaking from their own wounds.
Their own scarcity.
Their own disconnection.

I refuse to carry that.
I refuse to swallow their hurt like it’s mine.
I refuse to dim my voice to make someone more comfortable in their misery.

I was taught to stand strong, to stand in truth, to keep going even when others want to drag me down.

So to all that lateral violence aimed at me lately?
All that weird, ugly energy trying to knock me off my path?

Nah.
I’m not shrinking.
I’m not stopping.
I’m not breaking.

I’ll keep teaching.
Keep creating.
Keep building.
Keep uplifting our people.
Keep doing the work.

Because that’s what a good relative does.
And I’m not carrying colonizer behavior into the next generation.

Love 💕 999 🕊️

Published November 23, 2025 by tindertender

When a human being chooses to live in ignorance, arrogance, self-absorption, self-centeredness, selfishness, and self-indulgence… they become emotionally addicted to the identity of pride. They become addicted to the illusion of control, the illusion of superiority, and the illusion of certainty. They attach their worth to stubbornness and rebellion, refusing to soften, refusing to listen, refusing to feel the truth that lives within the heart of their soul.

When someone chooses arrogance over humility, when they choose self-absorption over self-awareness, they disconnect from the true condition of their soul. They choose unloving beliefs. They choose unloving emotions. They choose unloving behaviors. And because of that, they have zero desire to deconstruct their facade.
Zero desire to deconstruct their traumas.
Zero desire to deconstruct their emotional wounds.
Zero desire to deconstruct their sins, their shadows, their false identities that were inherited through their family DNA.

Instead, they worship their addictions.
They praise their attachments.
They treasure their codependencies as if they are sacred.
They idolize the very prison that keeps them suffering.

And so they become emotionally addicted to their rage, their anger, their hatred, their bitterness.
They become addicted to their false assumptions.
They become addicted to their false narratives.
They become addicted to their false stories and false judgments.
They become addicted to the identity of their own fears and terrors.

And then, because they refuse to feel, refuse to take accountability, refuse to take ownership, they project all of it onto their reality, onto the people around them, onto the world, onto the ones who actually love them.

And this is why humility is the gateway to God.
This is why emotional transparency is the portal to liberation.
This is why the willingness to feel is the key to freedom.

Because until a soul becomes willing to dismantle everything false within them,
they will remain trapped in the illusion that is destroying them.

And for those who choose truth,
who choose humility,
who choose emotional honesty,
who choose divine accountability,
they resurrect.
They rise.
They rebirth.
They reclaim their original soul identity in God.

We God This.
Sacred Sovereignty. Divine Liberation.
Rise in Truth. Rise in Love. Rise in Humility.

We GOD this ,

Jason Justice Love 💕 999 🕊️

For Warmth

Published November 18, 2025 by tindertender

I hold my face in my two hands.
No. I am not crying.
I hold my face in my two hands
to keep my loneliness warm ~
two hands protecting,
two hands nourishing,
two hands preventing
my soul from leaving me
in anger.

~ Thich Nhat Hanh
Be Free Where You Are

Precious Moments

Published November 9, 2025 by tindertender

With each year I become more grounded,
As my soul becomes more free,
I’ve grown roots that keep me stable,
I’m finally enjoying being me.

Life is now rich with simplicity,
I avoid the drama that some may bring,
I’m happy in my own company,
My heart has learned how to sing.

In each new silver hair I rejoice,
Aging is a blessing, some never know,
My journey has brought me so far,
And hopefully, still, some way to go.

I cherish each precious moment,
The laughter shared, the silent peace,
In every chapter, I now stand stoic,
With wisdom my worries cease.

So here’s to the years that shape and mold,
With knowledge gained and stories to tell,
I embrace the path that I have walked,
In this seasoned body, I’m happy to dwell ..

🖋️C.E. Coombes
🎨 Credit to unknown artist

**Planetary Announcement**

Published November 8, 2025 by tindertender

“Anna’s reign is over.”

I repeat …

“Anna’s reign is over.”

I don’t know who “Anna” is. Here’s what AI had to say about the …

Planetary Announcement
“Anna’s reign is over.”
I repeat …
“Anna’s reign is over.”

I Stand Shameless

Published October 30, 2025 by tindertender

How do I know
Who I am
When all I have been taught
Is who to be
According to rules
That belong to a past
That believed in the domination
Of nature
As a path to power.

How do I know
Who to be
When the judgment that gets thrown
Arises from a fear so old
That no one even knows
Why it’s wrong
To shine
Or show pleasure

As a woman
Why would I stay
Cooped up in a cage
Of shoulds and oughts
When this body
Is crafted from moonlight
And fire
And the deeper river
Of ancient knowing
Guides my every felt sense
Of what it means
To be a woman

So I stand
Shameless bright
My heart open wide
Wild crafted pleasure
And mountainous might

I define myself
As I set myself free
And I laugh out loud
As I birth a new me,
For all women.

~ By Clare Dubois, Founder of TreeSisters 🌳

🌳 http://www.TreeSisters.org/give 🌳

Image thank you to our artist partner Tamara Phillips ART

Talks with Relations ~

Published October 27, 2025 by tindertender

A reading from the 13 Original Clan Mothers

Blind Love, Blind Faith

Published October 23, 2025 by tindertender

One’s past does not define them; it is what they do with it that counts. The Most High God has forgiven and lifted the Prodigal Son, he has resurrected and led back into ascension, the Son and the Daughter, (micro macro) yet some still slander them for the history. We are not bringing that with us into this new chapter; all things are made new. Mistakes made, lessons learned, Dharma gained, enough so that we are able to assist others by breaking generational curses and offering foundation for new beginnings … compassionate beginnings, based on Love, Honor, and Respect.

The old me does not exist anymore; she died … the last time an invisible man ran a long knife blade through my throat and chest in the astral, punching the heart clean out of this body. Now, perhaps someone DID gain the gifts because of this sacrifice, and I will never meet him. What of it?

Do you understand the energetic harvesting some have had to endure? The mental r*pe of decades, 24/7 tearing the mind apart while you’re left trying to hold your life together? These invisible masculine’s and their copycats waiting patiently for the harvest so they can play “dress-up”, trespassing into the sleeping chamber and forcefully pulling the sacral energy out as you can do no more than sit and cry and wait for it to be over? No?

Decades many of us prayed for relief, protection, an end to this severe trauma being inflicted upon the body the mind the soul by invisible brutalizers who felt they had the right …. I can tell you that relief is here, and I in no way shape or form will rebel against it.

My energy has been gifted back to me, and if he who sacrificed me did it for the gifts, well then, at least he’s nicer to me that those “thousands” of others in history that were anything but decent or gentle. I support him with all that I am, and everything the Most High God can move through me, and when it starts to deplete, I will reach deep into the dark and reach high into the light, I will expand in all ways and bring to him what he needs to be successful in this world ….

He is free to be whoever he wishes, and he’s free to be with whoever he wants, I am just glad there is a shift in the brutal reality of life … and it is someone else’s turn to be fodder, while I am gifted a vacation. (Of course, I am a blind woman in love with an invisible man, and of course I long for this connection, but will never seek to bind anything here, for it is the flow which brings success …. however, God did tell him that “Lust will be your downfall”. We’ll just have to wait to see what he chooses. I pray that if he chooses lust God will release me so I do not fall with him … it was no fun the first many times, thank you very much, I pray a different experience, a loving experience.”)

I was never invited to play on the team, but someone has chosen me … this cycle, someone chose me. Many mean people out there say it was just an energy harvest and gifts claimed, and they might be right. I’ve been left alone my whole life, centuries have gone by of this abuse.

I am happy alone. I am accustomed to not being “good enough” for union, only good enough to “harvest”. No one out there wants to build with me, they just want what I am, I get it ….

I willingly gave all that I am to another in order to be catalyst for change. Whatever that cost … obviously it was my life, obviously it involved the underworld, obviously it involved the God who rules over the Land of Trine, the land from which I hail.

I do not know the rules of God’s game.
My memory was wiped time and time again.
My soul moved forward anyway.
God will either carry me home for my service,
Or he will leave me behind …

Either way, the habitual pattern of defiling people, programming them with failure then driving them into it just so they could convict them deceitfully and have a legal reason to harvest them, is over.

Say what you want, God sent me here for purpose. I “fell to tell”, I learned as much as I could about as much as I could, through persevering the punishment of this realm.

God may now know that the Prodigal Son wasn’t guilty as charged, and neither was the Daughter.

This system of suffering is over for humanity; they are exempt, for they were “programmed” and “set up for failure”. God sees it all, and so does the Upper Echelon, the Council of Universes.

As you age, you’ll notice you are not the same, constantly reborn. It is a choice that not all people make. Other species may have different operating procedures, obviously, which require our demise.

Mother Father God Goddess Creators of All That Is, thank you for this life, thank you for bringing the cycle of suffering for humanity and all those they love, to a close.

Aho. Amen. Wado.

Vain Glory, Wicked Guide

Published October 17, 2025 by tindertender

The prayers have been spoken
May the gods be on my side
May they join my way to bring me victory
Seven at one stroke

My triumph and my pride
They will be historyBut behind my enemy’s eyes
Sending disguise
Not only lies

We live to fight the hand of doom
We got the pride to strike a fool
Vain glory be my wicked guide

We live to fight the hand of doom
We got the pride to strike a fool
Vain glory be my wicked guide

What’s hell without a paradise
What’s the night without a day
We would think it’s bright

What’s a fall if we can’t rise
What’s a hero at a play
Without a fool to fight

But behind my enemy’s eyes
Sending disguise
Not only lies

We live to fight the hand of doom
We got the pride to strike a fool
Vain glory be my wicked guide

We live to fight the hand of doom
We got the pride to strike a fool
Vain glory be my wicked guide

But behind my enemy’s eyes
Sending disguise
Not only lies

We live to fight the hand of doom
We got the pride to strike a fool
Vain glory be my wicked guide

We live to fight the hand of doom
We got the pride to strike a fool
Vain glory be my wicked guide

Loving Royal now Rigid Royal

Published October 13, 2025 by tindertender

You can’t really see it, but under the back window was the word RIGID, and on the tailgate was the word ROYAL. These Mysogonists had opportunity to receive a Loving Royal, she served them while they hurt her real bad. God took her away from them and told her she will never give it back. Now, God has made her Rigid …. Those who harmed her and her family last cycle won’t be meeting the same Royal this cycle.