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Joy Riding Play Day

Published August 10, 2019 by tindertender

Today I met up with a friend in the city I used to live in. We had a beautiful breakfast together and then walked the waterfront.

Along the way we came across a somewhat marshy area that had a fairly new bridge constructed.

After we walked for a time we made our way to an art studio. We bought canvases and poured paint and went to work. What an enjoyable way to spend some time.

Mine:

Hers:

Afterward, we walked about a block to the local theater and watched a movie about how rock and roll was created, “Echo in the Canyon”. It was amazing to see how Folk music evolved into the hits so loved of the 60’s.

All in all, one of the most lovely days I’ve had in awhile … thank you friend.

Happy Fathers Day

Published June 17, 2019 by tindertender

As I looked at my friend he described his love for a particular song and tears came to his eyes. I silently thought, oh my friend … it is really something when you see a man who was never privy to showing emotion be so openly connected and affected by a song … or any number of others small things such as that. I am quite grateful to be present through these life changes with my oldest known friend. It is a real privilege, and I am glad I never “burned that bridge”.

I came home and sat in my chair focusing on those in the Aether, those who live but are not seen, by most. I asked them if any of them had ever been Father’s, and I wished them a happy Father’s Day, explaining that the humans have decided to put away one day in particular to celebrate the fathers of this world, and that means ALL fathers, not just those we can see right now.

I have enjoyed my time here in this world. I have created many pleasant, and also many non-pleasant scenarios. I now work on making these creations of future more positive since I can see from personal history what both look like and what both entail.

I came across a book which I honestly have not read yet, I just found it this morning. It looks to be something which will be of great benefit in the process of altering current realities. If inclined, pleas check it out. Perhaps you may find value in it.

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Life has shown the intricacies of relationship are boundless. Often, these relationships are the result of our efforts to bring harmony. If there is any form of chaos, perhaps our method of interaction and cooperation are not quite up to par. Or perhaps we have not put the needed work in for a situation to be harmonious … or maybe the methods that we are working with do not allow space for alteration and flow that is needed in order to embrace all aspects of our community, our self, and our future reality we are working to build.

I have found that even though some people and some events have brought great suffering to my world, they have also allowed opportunity for great love, and an even greater understanding of what it means to allow freedom in our friends and their choices, simply being with that, not judging … that beautiful mess that is sometimes created that we often call unity.

Yes, working with many personalities and preferences can be a challenge, but when everyone is on, or at least ‘around’ the right frequency, it all flows, and it is all beautiful. Individuals working together in the best manner possible to bring harmony to the whole.

I love you, friends, for being the mirror I need to make sense of this world. Thank you for letting me learn from your example, and for allowing me to take part in your life. It is indeed the greatest gift in this world, and I am grateful.

Relations Through Time

Published October 26, 2018 by tindertender

“Do you know now that I wasn’t lying?” I ask my deceased brother in law. Years ago he spoke of bone spurs in his shoulder, how painful it was. He actually had surgery to ream out the socket. I told him, yea, my shoulder hurts a lot too. He sort of rolled his eyes as if to say I was an attention seeker who did not know of the pain he felt.

I imagine that those on the other side of the veil know many things they did not know while in body. I believe their knowledge increased ten fold, or perhaps more once they left this realm. I also believe that the library of information and experiences we gather while in physical form will be made available to us once we cross over to the invisible life.

I’m excited, for the many times I’ve read the dictionary will most likely be crystal clear, even though I cannot remember the nice fancy words that mean so much currently.

Relatives, whether through DNA or other relation, should never be forgotten. I was honored by the relationship I had with every one of them, even though I don’t understand the whole of it at this time.

Counting blessings …

Sense And Memory

Published March 1, 2018 by tindertender

Dog licking glassLooking out the dog slobber stained sliding door, I do not see them. I suppose they must be out there digging in the earth, searching for rats. The rain has begun to fall moistening the soil, muddy paws will return soon begging to be let in. Ah, there’s one now. As I open the door the scent of damp earth fills my nostrils, pleasant, reminding me of home, so long ago.

memories.jpgI spoke with an old friend tonight, it has been nearly thirty four years since we have seen each other, a lifetime ago. This journey has had many bumps along the way and I am determined to run with what remains, forward, ever forward. Perhaps even upward, as another friend describes it.

How can I pack a mound of creativity into what remains of this life? I want to paint, to write, to sing, to dance, to garden, to create medicines, to live clean and good with compassionate heart, and with care for all sentient beings. Is this what I said before arrival?  Is this the determination I wished? If so, it seems I wandered far from this path but here I find myself once again.

spiritual-loveMy hope before the end is that I discover what it means to truly love … not some pepped up notion associated with lust, but a deep and all encompassing love which is so much bigger than I could ever imagine. I hope it fills me before I exit this place to bursting before I leave, and I hope I carry it out of here with me to share with those who wait.

The water flows and drops into the pool below. Not as I imagined it would be. The sound is not quite soothing, but it gets the job done, or so I like to think, converting ions into something more useful for a pleasant atmosphere.

dreamsI do not bother to light candles this night, bed time will be soon. Dreams a-plenty I’m sure await, changing amid wakeful moments. I’ve left the TV off again for a few days, and it will remain off for many more. I am amazed at the way programs affect my dream life. No, they don’t belong there. My days experience will be the only influence in my nights for a time, healing happens here. Television interrupts the flow that ought to be, it is apparent after only a short while watching.

Gathering my fur kids I’ll leave this room. They run about snorting, sniffing frantically, listening to every sound. They too need to calm down, and so we go.

Family

Published February 5, 2018 by tindertender

peace dove
I sat in the stillness, wondering what it’s all about, he tells me this is no match for paradise. I wonder still this morning, what exactly that means, I have no way of knowing.

In dreams there is constant battle, my person attacked … or another. I must run like the wind, or stay to defend that other. The choice isn’t a hard one, for I would never wish for them what I wouldn’t want for me.

There are flickers, like flame, that show goodness and care. Sometimes these images are bright … and at times the flame goes out. Sometimes the flame seems to struggle to remain lit, I cup it with my hand and gently walk with it.

I’m a nourisher of this flame, this light called peace. I’m not the only one, for you are too, you see? If you were not here, then it would not be, but you are … we are family.

 

Flower Of Sound

Published February 3, 2018 by tindertender

Drumming LadyBeautiful flower, she sits and drums with hands. Her hair flows just as free as her spirit coming forth into the room.

Pure joy and happiness fill the air and union takes place with others. A fellowship develops as all drummers and rattlers sinc into balance.

A man gets up and barrels a deep throaty vibrato, his voice sends chills through spines.

A woman rises and begins to move to the sound, flowing as water in a clear running stream.

Sage fills the air, and an energy so rich connects them all. True wealth has nothing to do with paper dollars, and everything to do with this connection.

Seekers will find each other, and no amount of regulation can keep a free spirit down, especially when they reach for one another creating bonds that will never break.

New Friends, Far Away

Published December 30, 2017 by tindertender

Our lives are so different. I ponder the work you do, and I ponder mine. I look for a balancing of the two knowing there are others, so many others, whos work is somewhere between ours and perhaps expanding beyond as well.

I think of you, now that your studies are finished and you leave for your tour. I imagine the blessings you participate in through your travels. I am grateful for all of those you will meet and join with, as focus for peace is breathed into the world.

Thank you for your work.

 

 

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