All posts in the Memories category

Hickory Dickory Dock

Published December 6, 2022 by tindertender

Feeling quite emotional tonight. Tears. Memories of heartache and soul shattering. Doing my best to muster faith in the masculine, a challenge. I know there’s one for me, but for now, he lives in my head and energy.

I got up to make tea and the song phrase, “Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, the mouse ran down, hickory dickory dock.”

I looked up the history behind it. It appears the true King is about to oust the imposter.

Grateful team, thank you for the message. Now, it’s time for an early salt bath.

This song has in it “tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. Tick-tock, trouble makers.

The Program

Published November 17, 2022 by tindertender

“It starts at birth, the programming. We are human beings. That is who we are. That is our identity, each and every one of us. That is our identity. We may be female or male or we may be one race or another but we’re human beings. That is our identity. Everything else is how we’re dressed up. But from the time we’re born, we’re programmed to not perceive reality as human beings. We’re programmed to perceive reality by race, gender, religion, guilt. The purpose of that programming is to create chaos in our thought process. It’s to confuse our real identity. As long as that chaos and confusion exists then we can be manipulated. Our anarchy can be manipulated to serve someone else’s purpose.”
-John Trudell

Collective Scars

Published October 30, 2022 by tindertender

Most of us have no way of seeing the emotional and energetic scars of others. The closest we can come is inwardly touching our own, remembering them, and then entertaining the possibility that those same scars may reside inside others, to a greater or lesser degree.

A person can appear healthy and whole and still be wearing these invisible scars.

I think if we considered our own suffering to be as another’s we might be more inclined to be gentle, rather than throwing fire.

Emotional wounds baffle the mind and blind the heart. It can inhibit the capacity to function normally, like drinking and driving.

1 trauma, ok, may bounce back. Even 2-5 traumas. But there comes a time when inner doors shut, at least temporarily, making communication and a gentle way with each other even more challenging.


Published October 5, 2022 by tindertender

In my solitude
You haunt me
With reveries
Of days gone by

In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die

I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There’s no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I’ll soon go mad

In my solitude
I’m afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love

I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
There’s no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I’ll soon go mad

In my solitude
I’m afraid
Dear Lord above
Send me back my love

Absolute Truth

Published September 16, 2022 by tindertender

Most people see lack in others, perhaps for their own perceived shortcomings. But sometimes you meet a real gem that sees nothing but potentials, and offers opportunity for them to shine. I SO Love these ones!!!

My life blossomed when I met someone who believed in me.

I want to be just like them.

You’re Stronger

Published September 15, 2022 by tindertender

“One day when you wake up, you will find that you have become a forest.

You have grown roots and found strength in them that no one thought you had.

You have become stronger and more beautiful, full of life giving qualities.

You have learned to take all the negativity around you and turn it into oxygen for easy breathing.

A host of wild creatures live inside you and you call them stories.

A variety of beautiful birds rest inside your mind and you call them memories.

You have become an incredible self sustaining thing of epic proportions.

And you should be so proud of yourself, of how far you have come from the seeds of who you used to be.”

~Nikita Gill


Published September 10, 2022 by tindertender

When I was 2.5 years old my mother got busted with a suitor in the cafe she worked at. Dad pistol whipped him, putting him in the hospital. Told him he best leave town if he wanted to live. He did. My father left us. I remember laying on the floor of some cold brick building with my mother for sleep. This song was playing, and she was sobbing. I cried as she clutched me close to her chest.


And love

In one



Every time I hear this song I relive that moment.

Ally In Disguise

Published December 28, 2021 by tindertender

When a resolute young fellow steps up to the great bully, the World, and takes him boldly by the beard, he is often surprised to find it comes off in his hand, and that it was only tied on to scare away timid adventurers. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

As you advance along your journey, prepare to encounter all types of people and circumstances. There will be those who start off as allies but turn out to be otherwise. There will be those you judge as enemies who become the greatest instigators of your spiritual growth. If you know in advance that even the enemies you encounter are allies in disguise, you can relax. So, relax – as there really is no such thing as a true enemy. When you reflect on your life, you realize the most difficult challenges taught you the most valuable lessons and have made you more resourceful and resilient than you would otherwise be. Revel in the reality that you are who you are today, precisely because of the challenges you’ve faced and aced.

Mantra ::
I revel in the blessings discovered in the most unlikely people and places.

Artwork by Rassouli

~ the Hero’s Journey dream oracle by Kelly Sullivan Walden

Forget Who You Are

Published December 26, 2021 by tindertender

Conditioning falls away
Memory no longer defines you

“What do you call yourself?” the fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had!

“I wish I knew!” thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, “Nothing, just now.”

“Think again,” it said: “That won’t do.”

Alice thought, but nothing came of it. “Please, would you tell me what you call yourself?” she said timidly, “I think that might help a little.”

“I’ll tell you, if you’ll come a little further on,” the fawn said. “I can’t remember here.”

So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the fawn, till they came out into another open field …

You are amidst a new experience – one in which you have no idea of who you are anymore. Paradoxically, this apparent loss of self is a beautiful gift. The loss of memory of the self, the absence of the conditioning that defines us, means we can approach new people and situations with an innocence and freshness. This is an opportunity to connect from the heart.

So it is with Alice when she enters a Looking-Glass forest with magickal powers … all who enter forget who they are. Thus, not knowing he ought to be frightened of a human, a fawn approaches Alice. She responds with an incredible fondness for the fawn and they meet in simple affection, connection and friendship. When we forget what we have been taught to fear or hate, it brings the opportunity for a whole series of beautiful relationships to blossom. This is the situation you find yourself in now.

Forget what you tell yourself you are. Forget what others have said you ought to be. Forget the enmity, the avoidance, the fear we live with far too often. Forget who you have been taught to be. Instead, re-awaken the innocence of the soul. Un-know thyself! Accept the mystery of you! Within that open space, within that forest where we are all returned to our ancient, most natural self, we can all be one again.

You are discovering what can happen when you rely less on conditioning, memory and civilization, and more on heart, receptivity and nature. New friendships, connections, gentleness and joy will be yours.

Artwork by Jasmine Becket-Griffith

~ the Alice Wonderland oracle by Lucy Cavendish

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