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The Becoming

Published September 14, 2020 by tindertender

This world tries to tell us who we are from the beginning of our lives.

Fat, skinny, dim witted, intelligent, mentally challenged, pretty, ugly, selfish, generous, and any number of other things.

Before we become adults our psyche can be corrupted by the many opinions of our peers. We attempt to live up to their expectations.

Doctors may label us as ‘something’ in order to have an excuse to prescribe various medications which alter our chemistry in order to ‘help’ us. Once they do this, family, friends, society as a whole does its thing and tries to validate this ‘diagnosis’. Usually all done out of ignorance, or a requirement to prescribe meds, or a failed understanding of our experience of the Spiritual Realms, which we may have become connected to.

Triggers born of such experiences and judgments can be difficult to shed as we begin to stand more firmly in our OWN perceptions and ideas of Self. It can take a lot for us to finally say, No More … you are not allowed to define me any longer.

Yet the trigger is sometimes flipped by our connections, even unintentionally, due to the wounds we carry.

This is a good thing, for it allows us the opportunity to see it, to evaluate it, to sit with it and trace it to its source, to see how it has affected our lives and our decisions about self and relationships.

This is when healing can occur if we are willing to look at it deeply, acknowledge it so that it can be released, rather than suppressed. In suppression it will ALWAYS have opportunity to rear its head.

Acknowledgement and release is the only way to freedom from the stigma that began with others placing their own perceptions of our value on us, which we often take on as our own.

Becoming a healer is a difficult process, and always begins with our willingness to heal Self first. Becoming a healer cannot BE any other way, for books cannot teach it … it must be experienced for Self in order to BE IT, and to be of assistance for others.

Bless the courageous and their Stubborn Will which demands to become that which they have always needed, a nurturer. And somewhere along the line, transforming that Stubborn Will into a Skillful Will that is of benefit not only to Self, but to the World.

I love you so much.

Your Brilliance, your Endurance, and your Love for Life is tremendous and oh so beautiful.

I am one of the most Blessed Women, simply for knowing you. And for finally, coming into the true knowledge of what it means to be whole. I am so happy that this Life is a continuous opportunity for development and advancement in the Spiritual things …. in the Heart, Mind, Body and Emotional states which need focus to become Balance.

As chaos flies all about the world, let us reel in our energies, harness it, and apply it to that world we wish to co-create together … a world of beauty, acceptance, care, compassion and Love … in all of its forms.

Muah.

Please Love Yourself

Published September 8, 2020 by tindertender

I am so very tired of this traveling shame show. I can’t take it any longer. It’s ridiculous.

So many of us wandering around not happy with who we are, not comfortable in our own skin, swearing we will finally celebrate our lives when we finally do that one next thing.

When does it end?

It ends when we end it. It ends when we clear the emotional debris and try a self-celebratory way of being on for size. Not when someone’s love for us hands us back our self-worth, but when we decide to on our own terms.

Many of us go through our whole lives not loving ourselves for one minute. This has to stop. Lets stop it. Lets practice self-love. A little more every day.

Please love yourself.

You are SO divine.

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Flesh Consumption

Published September 1, 2020 by tindertender

Yesterday I consumed flesh for the first time in six years. I was looking forward to the message and sensation my body(s) would receive. Here is my report …

I woke feeling like I typically do upon rising. Soon, however, a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach brought itself into my awareness. Perhaps it is residual from the fight the animal I consumed put up before being slaughtered, the fear it felt, the adrenaline, infused in its fleshy fibers.

I became agitated, short tempered, and my energy became somewhat chaotic.

I was expecting to feel stronger, nourished by it, but the opposite happened.

My energy was dirtied by it.

I am not saying the animal itself, while living, was dirty.

What I’m relating here is that the fear, the fight, the intense adrenaline … all of this was infused into the flesh, and when I consumed it, these energies affected my own.

It is easy to understand where much of the chaos in this world stems from.

Those who consume fear and adrenaline toxicity enmesh it into their own fields.

We truly do become what we eat, energetically speaking.

There is the mindset that humans have dominion over the animal kingdom and can kill and consume as they please. There is no compassion or regard to life.

Many will be shocked when they discover there are many higher beings than we, soon to make entry here among us, who feel the same about humanity … thinking us a commodity, a food source.

None of us will be able to complain justly or argue in defense.

What we reap we shall sow.

The experience was a necessary one for me, to affirm my position when it comes to the honoring of life.

This concludes my report.

Sensitivity

Published August 31, 2020 by tindertender

For nearly two decades my sensitivity has been increasing for all life. Six years ago I woke at three a.m. and for some odd reason I flipped to YouTube and watched a massive bull being slaughtered.

He was majestic, powerful, and determined to live. It took five full grown men to force him into the stall, where they trapped him and slit his throat. I watched as the life drained from him.

It scarred me. I could not bring myself to eat meat afterward, especially red meat … feeling the horror of it in every fiber of me.

Today, six years after cutting meat entirely from my diet, I consumed a new york steak.

When the thought first rose in me this afternoon I asked out loud, how can I possibly eat such a thing, knowing this powerful beast wanted to live just as much as I … a powerful animal that had never consumed flesh.

The thought came to me that I needed to toughen my gentle heart, that I needed to balance the gentleness with its polarity, even if only slightly.

Again I asked aloud, how can I possibly eat this without feeling guilty? I got the impression my body needed it, the energy of it.

The answer came fairly quickly.

Eat the mighty bull … eat the mighty bull and allow its power, it’s strength, and it’s desire to live infuse with my own being.

So I stated over and over again …

Eat the Mighty Bull … Eat the Mighty Bull … bond with it’s life force and allow it to live on, through me … strengthening me.

Now, the bull and I are one.

After six years without it, it should be quite evident the effect it will have upon my being, my body, my mind, my energy.

I love the mighty bull … it is my brother, my nourisher, my sustainer … this is how I now choose to view it … with honor, and deep gratitude.

Of course … it might not sit well with me after more thought. It will be interesting to see how this progresses.

UPDATE: Every being wants to live, none wish to die. Knowing this how can I harm a being simply for my own selfish need? Even the simple purchase of it, which someone else has done the harm to, is doing a wrong against life. Compassion takes courage. Love must be cultivated in heart and include all portions of life. It will be another very long time, if ever, I consume flesh.

It is important to be aware of these “urgings” … it is a slippery slope, this line between having compassion for all life, and participating in its destruction.

Mass hypnotism and rote learning has taught us to have disregard for any life but our own.

Selfishness is bred into the mind, and it comes from the unseen as well as those who are in body supporting the narrative.

Yes, I consumed a portion of the Mighty Bull. And I thank him for giving me this current understanding, affirming my original decision to end my consumption.

The energy of the Mighty Bull is chaotic. I sense a sort of sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and my attitude has become agitated.

Now I will work towards cleansing and purifying my energetic field, drinking a lot of water … for I know not yet the techniques others utilize.

Thank you Mighty Bull, for sharing your message and desire for life with me. I will do my best to honor you.

Affirmation 8-31-2020

Published August 31, 2020 by tindertender

Today is a day to focus on balance. Sometimes my energy dips up or down, my mood swings, battles seem to be uphill, or opportunities seem to slide downhill. But these are outer appearances. Within myself, I am completely in balance. I am balanced physically through exercise and healthy food. I am balanced emotionally through loving, peaceful relationships. I am balanced mentally with happy, positive thoughts. From the inner to the outer, everything in my life today is in perfect balance.

~ A Daily Book of Pagan Prayer by Megan Day

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Shake It Out

Published August 28, 2020 by tindertender
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Shake your booty!

Frequency Of The Cat Purr

Published August 28, 2020 by tindertender

Did you know that cats heal bones!

House cats may actually be contributing to our physical well-being.

Exposure to the vibration of a cat purring between 20-50 hz increases bone density, provides pain relief, heals tendons etc.

Russian athletes, for the Olympic team are known for their increased performance when exposed to cats purring. They used a machine called “The Purr”, tuned to the cat purring frequency of 50 hz.

Maybe, that is why cats have 9 lives!

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Grateful For The Aggressor

Published August 26, 2020 by tindertender

We have all had them at one point or another.

Many of us have had unsavory childhoods and experiences beyond that.

In relationships with family or ‘friends’ we find that the emotional and/or mental wounds are constantly flicked, snipped and poked.

Triggers.

Reaction vs response.

Sometimes it is easy to simply walk away and shut the door. Sometimes we must endure … rejection, slander, anything that is an attempt to make us feel small or unsure of our worth, our value.

Defense mode kicks in when the triggers are flipped, fine if one can walk away and then settle down. But what happens when you walk away? Do you really solve the issue? Do you throw out this wonderful opportunity to expand, to align?

It is not sustainable to live in a constant state of agitation, allowing someone power over the emotional and mental well-being.

To counter, does one choose to close down emotionally? Creating blockages for the aggressor and those who wish to instill us with grace? Honoring us? Because if we close off to one, we close off to all … we cannot possibly be available 100% for anything when we construct barriers.

I’ve decided the best option is to look at the aggressor and their words, actions, behaviors and choose instead to thank them. To be in a state of gratitude for the trigger being uncovered, for the opportunity to see it clearly, to understand what caused it, and what brought me to be triggered.

No one likes to be rejected. Yet when we place too much importance on others outside ourselves rejecting us, we also reject our self … because we tense up, we fall into a state of agitation … perhaps shame, anger, contempt, anxiety.

Look at this chart which shows the energetic structure in the body when certain emotions are running rampant.

It does not show an image for gratitude, but it’s there somewhere between love and happiness, perhaps even becoming these two combined.

When someone triggers me, I look at the trigger, what is its source? For me just recently, it was rejection. I have an issue with that one for I have been rejected my whole life. It hurts … and so I usually counter rejection with an even more potent rejection. But look at that … anger, depression, shame.

I would rather expand, acknowledge why I am triggered … and choose not to fall in line with it all and actually reject myself.

I begin listing the reasons I am grateful to my aggressor. For the opportunity to see my trigger. For the opportunity to see its source, its root. For the opportunity to come into balance, working through emotional blockages. For the opportunity to understand and realize I am the only one that need accept or approve of me.

This then brings me to the idea of … what do I respect and value about self? What things do not fall into alignment with this self-respect? How can I love the parts so many reject about me? Embracing them, learning the lessons they offer me, personally. In order to stand firm in this world we must be able to stand alone, without the need for outside approval.

In my younger years, I never knew love, only manipulation and a series of different types of abuse. When I got out on my own, I picked up where others left off, becoming my own worst abuser … which brought shame and a deep sense of rejection of self.

For the last near 20 years I’ve been training myself to become someone I can respect, even love. Breaking habitual patterns and replacing them with new, beneficial patterns. Yes, there are certain residuals from my previous life that clutch to me like a bad habit … and they will remain, so I must change my perspective, and love them, so I am better able to love the whole me.

What others think of me is their business … and they make it my opportunity when they decide to be emotionally or otherwise aggressive. For it is when I face these things that true strength and power begin to solidify in myself … in my emotional body, in my mental body.

If someone wishes to possess me, my being, my thoughts, my self, it is easy to be loud, reject, deny … yet again, the vibe falls, shitty ass feelings arise. So instead, I focus on possessing self, wholly … all mine, mine all mine, me, me, me, love, love, love … not anyone’s property or possession … mine alone, and I share it with whom I will.

Acceptance must always begin with self … the triggers will never dissipate unless we develop this.

Acceptance of self is not arrogance … which some confuse it with. Being haughty they’ll tell the whole world to F-off, without ever looking at the triggers, denying they exist. Not even aware that they have so many barriers in place no one can truly enter the ‘private’ zone.

Acceptance of self requires deep, deep hard looks at the sour issues being toted around from year to year.

Until this hard look is made, and the willingness to put pain and shame to rest is made, life will be mastered by anyone who chooses to manipulate the emotions … and it will be easy for them to do.

Looking at this triggered experience I’ve come to understand it exists because I am rejecting this portion of self. The trigger is my denial. It is I who must come to love my dirty spaces unconditionally. Until I do, I will forever be triggered by outside aggressors.

Be grateful for the aggressor, embrace the gifts of opportunity they provide, and know that soon, should you do the work, the aggressor will no longer be needed for lessons, and they can simply be walked away from.