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Truth About Addiction

Published November 1, 2019 by tindertender

Story shared by Rich Walters, https://www.facebook.com/theRealRichWalters/

“I remember before I tried meth, I asked people what it was like. They said “it’s like a burst of energy, a rush that takes your breath, it’s the best feeling ever, I don’t know how to explain it really.’ And they were right, but now if someone were to ever ask me what it’s like, I would tell them..

‘It’s like spending every single penny you ever had, on drugs.

It’s like going days without eating even though you were starving, but you needed dope more.

It’s like having to lie to every family and friend you had ever had.

It’s like waking up hating yourself from the shame and guilt.

It’s like going into withdrawals every 8 hours unless you had more dope to do. (And you usually didn’t)

It’s like never attending any family event because you were too high or too sick.

It’s like everyone eventually stopped inviting you to events. And even talking to you.

It’s like crying yourself to sleep every single night because your children got taken.

It’s like knowing you have one more chance to get better before your child gets adopted and still choosing that bag.

It’s like asking others how your own blood child is doing.

It’s watching everyone around you succeed and yet you’re crumbling.

It’s like everything was on your drug dealers time. If they said five hours. You’ll wait five hours in a car.

It’s like stealing everything worth value for dope. No matter how sentimental it was to you, or someone else.

It’s like losing so much weight you can’t fit into any of your clothes.

It’s like losing everything you’ve ever owned in your entire life.

It’s like nobody believing a word you said, even if it was the truth.

It’s like being a prisoner inside your own head.

It’s like contemplating suicide every single day.

It’s like never being scared to die, because that’s what you wanted.

It’s like trying to shut your brain up for even five minutes. It was worth that little time of peace.

It’s like seeing your family cry for you to stop, only for you to leave and go get high. Because stopping wasn’t an option. It wasn’t possible.

It’s like you’d do absolutely anything for more. And you did.

It’s like everyone hating you no matter where you went, because they knew you were a drug addict.

You’ll miss out on your children and they’ll be grown before you Know it. You’d kill for your child and do any and everything for them yet you won’t be able to get clean for them and we actually turn out to be the ones who hurt them the most.

It’s like overdosing and going to get high right after.

It’s like walking into rehab 100 pounds with the clothes on your back and being scared to death.

It’s like giving your ENTIRE LIFE AWAY.

So if you’re ever curious like I was, please at least know the truth. CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT, and it WILL KILL YOU TOO”

** Below, Added by me … learned through experience

Even when you heal, they will still see you as that being who allowed this evil thing steal your mind, your body, and your soul. And they will insist you carry the shame if it, rather than embrace the new you, the new you that you fought long and hard for. The you, that everyone gave up on, except you. And you will have to face the fact they can no longer be in your world. Not because of addiction, because it is gone now. But because they cannot see you as anything other than the one who suffered, and caused suffering. Addiction is a very lonely, hard road. Because once you turn from those who claim to love you, their love becomes tainted, and will rarely be pure again. They will never see the new you, no matter how much time goes by in which you have poured every ounce of effort into a new and improved you. And so, they must be released, along with the shame and self loathing, because they will always expect you to embrace this shame and self loathing, and they will help you by soul punching you with their judgement, never ending judgement.

It is a true blessing when others who have healed, or helped others heal, share their truest compassion for you. When you were certain this life would be finished, walking solo all the rest of your days.

When we begin to support and foster healing and positive change in our life, being steadfast, true, showing Creator we are serious about living this life right (this will take time) … He will send you others who will share experience, compassion and care, which will facilitate continued growth and healing … at which point your own journey will help facilitate healing in others, as well.

Don’t ever give up on you.

This “new self” keeps evolving. It’s beautiful, and simply needs to be allowed.

Spoiling Myself

Published October 26, 2019 by tindertender

What does one do to treat self on a Saturday? Visit the Mystery Gallery, that’s what.

I decided to purchase a ring and necklace pair. Labordorite to be exact.

Intuition and intellect are balanced by Labradorite, illusions are dispelled and true intentions are seen more easily with its use. Labradorite is also very protective against negative energies, balancing, strengthening and protecting the aura and sealing the aura from energy leaks. https://www.madagascarminerals.com/metaphysical_guide_of_labrador.cfm

I roamed around and thought again … that was a pretty severe experience, and since no one else is in a position to do it, I decided I would double my pleasure and purchase another couple items. Amethyst, and a ‘chip’ companion necklace to create a duo.

Amethyst is a powerful and protective stone. It guards against psychic attack, transmuting the energy into love and protecting the wearer from all types of harm, including geopathic or electromagnetic stress and ill wishes from others. https://www.charmsoflight.com/amethyst-healing-properties

For years now it has been my pleasure to be the one spoiling me. I’ve learned how to caress my sore spots, to look inside myself and forgive past errors, to excuse those who’s pain will not allow them to see changes made over the last two decades, and love myself as no other could.

I am happy with the friend I’ve become to me, rather than the ‘warden’ I once was, divvying out punishment this twisted world narrated as deserved.

No … the hurts will not come from me … but I will tenderly care for the hurts inflicted by others.

Tonight I am taking myself out for a Sound Bath of singing crystal and Tibetan brass bowls, chimes, and the grand piano. Yes, I deserve to go out for a good time … it’s okay to state this … we all deserve to be kind to ourselves, maybe even should.

So I’m going to get back on track, right where I was prior to two weeks ago. I’m going to love me, like no one has ever loved me.

Then I’m going to love everyone else … intensely … although some will need to remain at a distance.

Nope, the enemy will never ‘permanently’ stifle the light and love I’m pouring forth. Delay for a time … perhaps. Even change the flavor slightly, sure, to which I am grateful and say thank you for assisting me in being more than I was before.

It wouldn’t happen without you …

… and this is how you change an attack into a blessing. One way anyhow.

Perspective Is Everything

Published October 15, 2019 by tindertender

Recently I quizzed my longest known friend of 29 years, and another that I’ve known for 12 what their opinions of me were … the harshest thing that was said is, “Well, you’re weird”. And I thought, whew!

For a minute their (via someone’s vile perspectives) I was sucker punched right back into history. But not now, not after seeing and hearing the perspective of two people who know me well. How ridiculous that I would have ever entertained the opinion of one who knew me long ago.

Guilt or shame from the past can hinder us from progressing into the future. I really thought I had done well releasing that stuff, but a very kind person (a-hem) pulled it up and allowed me to see what still resides inside my heart. Now, because of this, I have opportunity to clean house a bit more, work I was not aware needed doing.

This one did not say the things said in order to help me (although, on a subconscious level this could be exactly what happened), however this is the case, a blessing was gifted me in the guise of attack. A showing of the hidden things in the crevasses of my heart, mind, and spirit/soul. Sometimes a tearing down must occur before a building up can happen.

I am excited, for the last Green Corn experienced was pure bliss. The opportunity I’ve had to face these hidden shames, the release that has taken place, the soothing my sisters have provided, and remaining with those I’ve been doing ceremony with, the next corn planting should be an even greater, heavenly experience.

‘Self’ cannot be truly understood without these ‘helpers’, so I bow to them. We have no need to visit this matter again. Seeing clearly, and thinking we are seeing clearly are two distinct things. In this circle our thoughts either assist us, or further our blindness. It is important to ask of ourself if what people tell us they see is actually there, or simply a reflection, a gaslighting, of their own inner reality.

It is not wise to harbor the opinions of ourself that others hold within their perspective (unless it is awesome!). Those in the practice of tearing people down should be used for the opportunities of growth they provide, nothing more that that. Use the lesson for continued growth, and move on.

I am the Sea! Every wave I feel distinctly as it rises and falls in me. I say to myself, “I’ll sit and wait.”

Why do I light all these candles and close my eyes, you ask? When the wax melts on these home made votives, it smells lovely. Smooth, slow jazz plays in my ears, shifting my energy flow.

There is this need in me to get in touch with my sensitivities … mind, body unity. Meditation (sitting still, in silence) and breathing are super important. Knowing that what we do does not have to look like it does for other people is important also. We are all different, after all, and yet the same.

When I say I am this or that, one or the other, I have not lied about who I am. I am Polarity.

I close my eyes and see the silhouette of a black cat open mouth, swallowing a dinosaur. HA! She ate a dinosaur! A striped tabby at rest, laying atop a wooden banister. CATS everywhere! They’ve been visiting me for a number of years now.

What the heck does Beta, Zemper, Mover mean?

Interesting … I’ve always said I was slow on the uptake … but once I get it, I get it.

Omnimian

Published October 13, 2019 by tindertender

Last night the word “Omnimian” came to mind. I rolled over in my slumbered state and wrote it down.

Recently some turmoil was drummed up in my heart. Seven days it took for me to get over the ‘Soul Punch’ and on the seventh day I was called Omnimian, by spirit.

Omni : In All Ways Or Places

Mian : Common as a suffix added to the name of a respected person.

Life is lifting and looking up, and all the while it increases, the old patterns will be thrown in face and old participants will try to force one to swallow, dragging back into the pits of turmoil.

I vow this will not happen.

I did not know I was held in such high esteem from the unseen, it is a blessing I will cherish. The other stuff … I release.

I will cherish the gift of relationship given me by my father. He introduced me to people who are so beautiful, my soul literally sings when I am with them.

I’m not riding the ship, the ship is riding me.

I am the Sea.

Journey Of Nature Communion

Published October 5, 2019 by tindertender

Me and my shadow go walking through the woods. Following the rivers edge, breathing is so good.

The trees and the churning waters take anything that is negatively churning in me and tumbles it back to life, back to goodness, continuing toward wholeness.

Trees live in the dirt, and while they live rooted in the earth they cleanse the air. Someday they will fall over for whatever reason, ‘becoming’ the earth, and it’s young ones born of its shedded seed will thrive in it, the earth, which is them.

Truly going back to the earth

Smelling the soil and listening to life as it flows by. There really is a lot to be said about a good pair of hiking shoes.

Deer clover, tangy, sweet, green as can be – Rain coated, damp and free … for my tongue and tummy that is.

You Are Not Crazy

Published September 30, 2019 by tindertender

There is much suffering in this world. In the seen, and in the unseen. Incarnate spirits (humans) are made to go hungry, they are tormented in many ways. If their lives are cut short, especially through trauma, many remain and suffer still, reliving this trauma over and over again, going further insane.

Much of this tormented behavior we see in our fellow brothers and sisters is caused not only by their environment, but by other discarnate spirits seeking help. Often a medium, psychic personality will be a go-to for them, for their ‘antennae’ are wide open.

JS Godinhu writes much about this and techniques on how to help ourselves, and those seeking assistance from a discarnate position. I’ve learned of him only recently, have purchased a book on kindle, (using the translate option) and will put into practice these techniques.

If you find that you are somewhat anxious, have food fetishes, are experiencing pain in the body (stomach or otherwise), these could be experiences you are picking up from a discarnate spirit.

You have an opportunity to assist them in their healing, and in so doing, alleviating much suffering in this world. Of course, this is a choice for you. If you are a Medium, this is your gift should you choose to offer it for healing the traumatized … including, first and foremost, your own traumas, triggers, and defenses.

These connections will make you feel crazy, the Western Doctors will tell you you are crazy … however, this is the furthest thing from the truth.

Link: https://smile.amazon.com/s?k=JS+Godinho&ref=nb_sb_noss

The link may say there is nothing found by JS Godinho, push the search button with his name in the tool bar, it will show up as:

Also, this lady is a wonderful go-to for more information.

Intense Love

Published September 22, 2019 by tindertender

Today I gathered with family to bring life back to a sacred site. We gave the earth its freedom from overgrown clover and other weeds.

The work was awesome, and as I put my hands in the earths fertile soil it took from me so much tension! The earth is still with me even after my shower (under nails). 😊 I suppose I should find my file and get that outta there for work in the office tomorrow.

The men sat at the drum and sang songs with the women of prayer, to bless the land at this particular site. The prayers were heard, and the people were seen.

Currently, I’m sitting here in total relaxation, warm, and at peace. Incredibly blessed am I. It never occurred to me that some day I would be involved with such beautiful people … all inclusive, loving, sharing and caring. I am truly grateful. 🙏🏻❤️😊

We are not flying solo in this world, and this journey is not ours alone either. When we gather in celebration of all life, of our soul family, and all those we come in contact with (including the elements and the unseen), these beautiful connections are shared, and felt.

The ripple we send goes out, touching everything in its path and brings harmony, or otherwise. When it returns to us, and it always does, it will be amplified. It is the Universal Law of Causation.

http://www.yogebooks.com/english/atkinson/1908kybalion.pdf

When we love fully, the negative simply falls away. It will rear its head, buck and struggle to survive, but it will become less toxic over time … when the prayers of the people go up daily, as often as feels necessary.

Before I even open my eyes in the morning, my connection is made. And it is beautiful. This is the moment in time to choose what type of day it will be. Vowing to live our highest and greatest life is a choice, a choice we must make every moment, in every day, should we wish peace for our heart, and for the hearts of those we share this world with.

Thank you Creator, for sending such beauty to my life, and my experience.

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