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Sacred Love

Published May 28, 2025 by tindertender

Take off those working clothes
Put on these high heeled shoes
Don’t want no preacher on the TV baby
Don’t want to hear the news

Shut out the world behind us
Put on your long black dress
No one’s ever gonna find us here
Just leave your hair in a mess
I’ve been searching long enough
I begged the moon and the stars above
For sacred love

I’ve been up, I’ve been down
I’ve been lonesome, in this godless town
You’re my religion, you’re my church
You’re the holy grail at the end of my search
Have I been down on my knees for long enough?
I’ve been searching the planet to find
Sacred love

The spirit moves on the water
She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter
She’s rising up like a river in flood
The word got made into flesh and blood
The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook
Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book
Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal
Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real
So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies
When I looked up could I trust my eyes?
All the saints and angels and the stars up above
They all bowed down to the flower of creation
Every man every woman
Every race every nation
It all comes down to this
Sacred love

Don’t need no doctor, don’t need no pills
I got a cure for the country’s ills
Here she comes like a river in flood
The word got made into flesh and blood
Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill
But if you don’t love her your best friend will
All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above
It all comes down, it all comes down
It all comes down to love,

Take off your working clothes
Put on your long black dress
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess

I’ve been thinking ’bout religion
I’ve been thinking ’bout the things that we believe
I’ve been thinking ’bout the Bible
I’ve been thinking ’bout Adam and Eve
I’ve been thinking ’bout the garden
I’ve been thinking ’bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life
I’ve been thinking ’bout forbidden fruit
I’ve been thinking ’bout a man and his wife
I been thinking ’bout, thinking ’bout
Sacred love, sacred love?

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Gordon Sumner
Sacred Love lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Children Are Sweet! Those With Unhealed Trauma, Not So Much.

Published May 15, 2025 by tindertender

I posted a short about this sweet child seeing me from behind as I looked in the freezer section at the grocer, thinking I was his grandma. “Grandma! Grandma! He said.” I turned around to this sweet boys love and was touched in my heart space.

A masculine posted on the short, “What are you doing?!?! Stop now!! It’s not going to end well.”

He took report of a sweet moment and accused me of wrongdoing, based on his own misperception and possible history. While I feel for those who have been hurt, it does no one any good to accuse all “grandmas” of thinking like that. Some of us actually Love the sweet innocent ones, purely.

Apparently people I’ve never met are out there “explaining” me to others. This verbal accosting by a masculine accusing me of foul thoughts and intentions regarding this child is offensive.

People who believe slander and accuse falsely, without even having the maturity to do research first, are responsible for much unwarranted suffering in the world.

Heal your trauma.

Not every grandmother wants to bring suffering to innocence. Most of us love purely.

Some “feed” on the “energetic fuel” of riling others deceitfully. Some enjoy playing with a mind and kicking back to observe their handywork. Those who have been violated and remain unhealed are great puppets for a lying narcissist.

Remember …

Published May 12, 2025 by tindertender

“You deserve a peace that doesn’t ask you to disappear.”

I Woke Up In Love

Published April 14, 2025 by tindertender

I Woke Up This Morning
And I’m In Love.

I Like Dreamin’

Published April 8, 2025 by tindertender

I like dreamin’ cause dreamin’ can make you mine
I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I’m holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it’s paradise ’til the morning light

I see us on the shore beneath the bright sunshine
We’ve walked along St. Thomas beach a million times
Hand in hand, two barefoot lovers kissing in the sand
Side by side, the tide rolls in
I’m touching you, you’re touching me
If only it could be

I like dreamin’ cause dreamin’ can make you mine
I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine
When the lights go down, I’m holding you so tight
Got you in my arms and it’s paradise ’til the morning light

Through each dream, how our love has grown
I see us with our children and our happy home
Little smiles, so warm and tender looking up at us
Blessed by love, the one we shared
Till I wake, and reach for you
And you’re just not there

I like dreamin’ ’cause dreaming can make you mine
I like holding you close and touching your skin
Even if it’s in my mind
Oh, sweet dream baby, I love you
Oh, my sweet dream baby, you’re in my dreams every night
Oh sweet dreams, I like feelin you
Oh sweet dreams baby, Don’t keep me waiting all my life

Songbird

Published April 7, 2025 by tindertender

For you, there’ll be no crying
For you, the sun will be shining
‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright
I know it’s right

And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before

To you, I would give the world
To you, I’d never be cold
‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright
I know it’s right

And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
Like never before
Like never before

Autumn Leaves

Published April 7, 2025 by tindertender

The falling leaves drift by my window
The falling leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands I used to hold

Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear old winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear old winter song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

He who walks with me.

Published March 30, 2025 by tindertender

Living and Losing and Loving Again

Published March 29, 2025 by tindertender

Children should all have pets, so they can get used to managing themselves through the pain of losing the love of the connection. It’s gentler than losing an “intimate” union and love. If we cling too tightly, we can become a monster, we can heart and soul shatter and wish to destroy the entire world for the pain of it. Practicing this release makes the loss, or change within union, bearable, while remaining open to loving again. I really don’t like it when my doggo leaves me, but another comes, and teaches me to love again.

Enduring, Selfless Love

Published March 3, 2025 by tindertender

In the middle of the city’s hustle and bustle, where people walk past each other without noticing, a man stands out not for what he says, but for what he represents. He has no home, no wealth, and no certainty about what tomorrow will bring, but he possesses something far more valuable than all that: the unconditional love of his dogs. He lives on the streets, facing the unforgiving cold in winter and the scorching heat in summer. Despite the hardships, he never complains. He asks for nothing for himself, only for them. These dogs are his family, his reason to keep going.

Every morning, before the city awakens, he rises and gently strokes the backs of his companions who sleep by his side, trying to share the little warmth he has. He carefully adjusts the makeshift blankets he’s created from scraps of fabric, making sure they are comfortable and protected. While he endures hunger and loneliness, his only concern is ensuring his friends don’t feel the same abandonment. He shares with them every crumb he receives, sacrificing his own food so they won’t go hungry.

Some passersby look at him with curiosity, others with disdain. “If he can’t take care of himself, how can he take care of these dogs?” they wonder. But they don’t see what he does when no one is watching: how he checks their paws to make sure they’re not hurt, how he covers them with his body when it rains, how he speaks gently to them when they’re scared. To him, these dogs are not a burden, but his reason for being. Each wag of their tails is a silent thank you, each loving gaze a promise they’ll never abandon him.

So, night after night, he keeps going, no matter the cold or the obstacles. Because to him, these dogs are not just animals, they are proof that true love cannot be bought, but is given unconditionally, with the soul, expecting nothing in return.

Credits: Animales asombrosos

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