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Have you seen these plants?

Published July 7, 2020 by tindertender

They are called Broadleaf or Broadleaf Plantain
It grows especially well in poor, rocky soil (such as driveways) and is often seen alongside dandelion. More often than not, you will see plantain growing in gravel pits and construction sites as nature seeks to regenerate the soil. Introduced to North America in the 1600s, it was once called “White Man’s Foot” by the Native Americans who witnessed that where the Europeans tread and disrupted the soil, plantain sprung up.
Plantain has often been the go-to remedy for hikers plagued by mosquitos. Because it draws toxins from the body with its astringent nature, plantain may be crushed (or chewed) and placed as a poultice directly over the site of bee stings, bug bites, acne, slivers, glass splinters, or rashes. Bandage the area and allow the plantain to work its magic for 4-12 hours. Plantain may also be used to create a balm for emergency kits, or an infusion used as a skin or general wash. It is also a notable, soothing remedy for hemorrhoids.Plantain is renowned for its healing effect on the digestive system. This is especially useful for anyone who has been damaged by antibiotics, anti-inflammatory or pain medications, food allergies, or Celiac disease. Both leaves and seeds specifically target the digestive system for healing. The leaves may be steeped as tea, added to soups, or dried with a sauce similar to kale chips. The seeds – a type of psyllium – can be ground or soaked for bulk mucilage or absorbable fibre, which, consumed before meals, may help with weight loss.
Because plantain is a gentle expectorant and high in silica, an infusion can be helpful for lung problems, coughs, and colds.
Plantain is almost a panacea for the human body, treating everything from all menstrual difficulties, all digestive issues, to nearly all skin complaints, and even arthritis. Add to salads, chew to ease thirst, or enjoy in stir fries. This versatile wild vegetable will keep you in good health for years to come! 

Bee Health

Published July 6, 2020 by tindertender

You have a garden?
You need bees
You like to eat FOOD?
You need bees.
You like beautiful sweet honey?
You need bees.
You like wild flowers stop’n soil erosion.
You need bees.
You want the world as we know it to survive?
You need bees.

In the industrial ‘development’ I work in, they spray toxins on the grass and bushes quite often. I find bees all the time walking circles and I know they are neurologically damaged and will die.

The poisoning of this planet MUST STOP.

Note from a bee lover:

Just this year, not a single bee – and we used to be swarming with them every year. Planting will not help dead bees. Have to prevent all the ways they are being killed, which may include, uh, ‘geoengineering’ the sky.

TO THE HUMAN WITH NO BOUNDARIES

Published July 6, 2020 by tindertender

Written by Maria Palumbo

I get it.

Mom had you be her confidant
lover
sister
brother
mother
father
husband
wife

Now it gets confusing.

What is family, what does family look like?

What ARE boundaries?

What does it mean to have boundaries?

Who should I have s*x with, be naked with? Open my soul to?

Who is worthy of me, who deserves me? How much do they get to have of me?

You may want to put everything inside of you that moves. It doesn’t matter. Having little authority over your body, mind, heart growing up, it can be hard to find authority over yourself now.

Everything floods into everything. It’s hard to tell who is:

Partner
Sister
Co-creator
Friend
Brother
Mother

S*x permeates EVERYTHING. Inappropriate boundaries feels NORMAL, healthy, even s*xy.

Siblings being attracted to siblings. Not sure of how to handle the attraction, therefore acting out at each other for attention.

Who deserves your allegiance? Who does not?

When all lines were crossed.

Father looked at you and your needs/feelings/body/health of your own, no longer existed.

He made you his:

punching bag
savior
devil
victim
perpetrator
angel (the rare times you impressed him.)

Shouting in your face. Making mom seem like a welcome escape.

His love was terrifying.

Therefore you wonder: If I am terrified, then am I in love? If I am lost in a confusing web of unclear needs, is that love?

If the walls keep changing, is that love?

It feels like love.

In woman on fire we begin to separate you from everyone else. Untangle you string by string.

The ropes on your feet, around your hands, the ropes around your mouth, keeping you lost. You begin to shake free slowly, gently, from what they told you love was.

Maybe it means f*cking everything that moves, until you are sickened and so alone that you do not know what to with yourself. We will walk with you back home to you.

Maybe it means celibacy. Walking away from everything for a bit so you can feel the pulsating of your heart underneath your pu$$y. So you can feel how truly deeply they are linked. We will listen as you trust who you are again. What you really want.

Maybe it means somewhere in between. Letting in slowly your true desire. And being able to breathe deeply as the lights go on.

When you can see it all for what it truly is, you no longer live in the darkness of confusion.

I love you and I love this. Us. Together. Getting free.

Starting soon 

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Masks: SO Sanitary!

Published July 6, 2020 by tindertender

I’m sure the floors and all hands have been washed with disinfectant, and all that SPITTLE not being covered from flying off those faces … surely it’s not landing on the masks!

Wear the mask, possibly infected with virus ridden SPITTLE from uncovered faces while being constructed.

Sure … you’ll “save lives”.

Do you think these billboards along the freeways telling you to “stay home, and save lives” is anything other that ROTE instruction to get you to behave?

Massive manipulation happening right now in minds, and so many people are completely unaware and defenseless, all the while they attack their fellow human being for wishing to hold onto their freedom.

For their lack of “common sense”.

For their perceived lack of “care”.

Coming from people who are afraid to breath in this current world for fear of dying … I am utterly saddened by their vulnerability and manipulated behavior changes.

Those who allow fear to run their lives have no business telling anyone how to behave in life.

The fear ridden should stay home while those who are interested in LIVING freely continue to do so.

Seal yourself up, and do not come out to play.

Sound Cold?

I’m through with political correctness.

Cowboy up.

… Slaves, begging free people to be fined or jailed for not becoming slave, I’m just not able to accept that.

Mask on in 90 degree heat. Alone. Pulling weeds.
That is fear … I don’t care how people try to dress it up.
Facebook marked this one as “Fake News”. Hahaha, “the packaging verbiage is fake!” Wait until we revise the text … and then BELIEVE!!!!!

China officials report suspected bubonic plague case

https://www.foxbusiness.com/lifestyle/china-officials-report-suspected-bubonic-plague-case

Guess who’s making many of the masks being used here in the good ol’ USA?

Deep Personal Truth

Published July 6, 2020 by tindertender

Her heart broke
The moment he spoke
For she knew
He couldn’t believe

Her words
Weren’t her’s
But His
He had little faith…

Sometimes
She weeps
Remembering
His doubt

In the end?
His faith didn’t matter
Only hers did

She hates him
Because he did…
Nothing
That selfish prick

He listened
Like a haunted man
Knowing her
Changed him

Still
To this day
He hopes
She will say
Something

Different

Yet
She can’t
For her voice
Remains
Whispering

The same
Husky
Sweetness
As she always does

Stuck on repeat
She
Stays through the night
Helping him
Again

Written by: https://twitter.com/AgainMeMary1?s=20

Photo: https://unsplash.com/@finleydesign

Watery Release

Published July 6, 2020 by tindertender

Decades old pain arose, surprising me, for I thought I had put it to rest. Well, I did put it to rest … without the proper processing necessary first.

I cried for a whole day. And even some on the second day.

I told myself to stop living in the past, to push it aside, to shut off the tears, to ‘woman’ up.

And then I spoke to some very dear friends, one of which asked me this:

Do you take a shower to wash your body?

I said, yes.

She said, “Tears are a cleansing for the soul. It washes it pure after trauma, or heartbreak of any kind.”

She explained to me that I should NEVER shut down my tears, that I should pay very close attention to what is being “washed away”, to feel it thoroughly and then release it.

After this talk, I vow to never put a damper on my tears, never to put the breaks on any release of past hurt or trauma.

I will allow my tears to wash my pain.

I will permit the process of healing in my person.

And I will not be ashamed.

Photo: https://unsplash.com/@aliyahjam