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Time Flowing

Published March 19, 2018 by tindertender

Hopes and dreams down the tubes as truck load after truck load of items are removed. So much waste. Moving from a big house to a small apartment rids much debris from life. Air conditioning no longer available, fans must be put in place to move the air.

Running up the hill, followed by another I make my way to perceived safety. I turn around and there he is, no danger after all.

Movement so slow it is easier to get out and walk. Oh how I wish I remembered.  Images once so clear fade into nothingness.

She gave up the home for another, allowing the use of it by them both. Windows at the front of it exposing the insides to any one who passed by. Vulnerability in darkness.

He remains there although I have gone. Unusual. I leave the house and begin to walk only realizing after a time that I had forgotten to take the car. I turn to look for it and see a man and a woman. They argue. He is upset because he was not given a parking space near his dwelling. He must walk, he is going to file complaint. Amused I walk by him, continuing my journey.

The most important part evades my mind. It is also the most recent. Short term memory … poof! Gone.

And still they talk, expressing their “like”. At the same time discussing it is not what they seek. Confusing as they will never leave, back and forth with the like and dislike, with belief and disbelief. Constant turmoil and opposing ideas. It is not possible to be speaking truth when they pull at the emotions like waves from a tide, back and forth in constant flux.

Change never comes from comfort. There must be a constant tension, a tugging back and forth between what was and what is, and what will be.

Effort renewed, cleanliness adopted once more, the journey begins again.

He finally leaves, as I knew he would. I will call to him in awhile and he will return. He does not like it if I make any moves without him, he walks away when I do. Not that he is mad or upset, just that he doesn’t like to be alone.

Good morning once again. I would call you a friend if I thought you were a benefit. Instead I will call you companion, for you never leave.

Experiences beyond time, one foot in and one foot out. No explanation given. You say you try but the effort escapes me.

Moon River, wider than a mile
I’m crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker
You heart breaker
Wherever you’re going
I’m going your way
Two drifters off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after the same rainbow’s end
Waitin’ round the bend
My Huckleberry friend
Moon River and me


Published March 3, 2018 by tindertender

Bird species never seen or heard before
The first flute carved from the first fauna

It’s not elsewhere
Let’s purify

You assigned me to protect our lantern
To be intentional about the light

It isn’t elsewhere
It’s here

My instinct has been shouting at me for years
Saying, “Let’s get out of here!”
Huge toxic tumour bulging underneath the ground here
Purify, purify, purify, purify toxicity.

Waking To Full Consciousness

Published March 2, 2018 by tindertender

I wake once more at 4:30am. I sit at my desk and light an incense and a candle. I ponder the nights dreaming and can hardly remember what they were about. This must mean I slept well, yes? It is Friday and my coworker has the day off. Although business is fairly slow this means I will have more to do, I am grateful.

I find a tune to listen to as I write this blog, and I share it here.

I listen for a little while as I stretch my arms out to my sides, and I rotate my neck, loosening the stiffness from sleep. I bend forward and slowly rise, stretching my spine. Palms together now at chin area, I close my eyes and listen closely. The vibration of my voice enters the room as I open my mouth and speak a tone, Aum, three times. I fold hands together and I smile slightly, this day has begun.

There is so much planned for the next month, I find it rather difficult to remain right here, right now, in my mind. This, however is where I need to be, I want to be certain I do not miss a thing. I release expectations of the future, how things will show up. I work toward peace of mind and heart, personally, and I let it flow into the world.

My mind is rather still this moment, a blessing and relief from times past, memories of racing thoughts. I determine this spring and summer will be a time for exercise in the open air, a taking in of the beauty of nature is on the schedule. Here I am, once again moving forward as my body stays still.

And so I focus on my flesh and how it feels as the blood pulses through my body. I focus on the energetic output, listening for any signs it wishes for me to know. Relaxing my spine against my chair I lean back, and listen, breathing deeply.

I open my eyes and look around me at the things which I have surrounded myself with. Rocks, candles, incense, essential oils, a painting of a meadow in fog, tree lined and beautiful. I reach my arms above my head and stretch, bringing them down slowly to my side. The time has come to prepare for the day, I ready myself … and I let this music continue as I do.


We’re Gonna Have A Party

Published February 8, 2018 by tindertender

This morning, while taking my shower a song popped into my head and I do not know why. I didn’t tell you about it for I thought it was coincidence that this oldie came into mind. I worked my shift, came home and had supper, even went to bed. I woke up after just a short time, went to the kitchen for ice cream and once again, this song came to mind. Is it a message from the unseen … or do I just want to have a party?

I prefer to think someone(s) are trying to tell me there is going to be reason for celebration. I prefer to be pretty darn happy about that perceived fact.

“I Love You Very Much”

Published February 8, 2018 by tindertender

Here, where the sea shines
and the wind howls
on the old terrace
in front of the Gulf of Sorrento
a man embraces a girl
after she had cried.
Then he clears his voice
and continues the song …
“I love you very much!
Very very much, you know!
It is a chain by now,
that heats the blood inside the veins,
you know.”
He saw the lights out on the sea …
he thought of the nights, there in America.
They were only the white lights
in the white wake of a ship propeller.
He felt the pain in the music,
he stood up from the piano.
But when he saw the moon emerging
from a cloud,
death also seemed sweeter to him.
He looked the girl in the eyes,
two eyes, as green as the sea,
then suddenly a tear fell
and he believed he was drowning.
“I love you very much!
Very very much, you know!
It is a chain by now,
that heats the blood inside the veins,
you know.”
Power of lyrics,
where every drama is a hoax,
where with a little make-up and with the mimic art
you become someone else!
So … so everything becomes small,
also now the nights there in America.
You turn around and see your life
like the wake of a ships propeller.
“I love you very much,
so very much, you know!
It is a chain by now,
that heats the blood inside the veins,
you know.”
But it is the life that ends.
He did not think about it much anymore,
rather, he already felt happy,
and picked up his singing again.
I love you very much!
Very, very much you know!
It is a chain by now,
that heats the blood inside the veins,
you know.”

Flower Of Sound

Published February 3, 2018 by tindertender

Drumming LadyBeautiful flower, she sits and drums with hands. Her hair flows just as free as her spirit coming forth into the room.

Pure joy and happiness fill the air and union takes place with others. A fellowship develops as all drummers and rattlers sinc into balance.

A man gets up and barrels a deep throaty vibrato, his voice sends chills through spines.

A woman rises and begins to move to the sound, flowing as water in a clear running stream.

Sage fills the air, and an energy so rich connects them all. True wealth has nothing to do with paper dollars, and everything to do with this connection.

Seekers will find each other, and no amount of regulation can keep a free spirit down, especially when they reach for one another creating bonds that will never break.

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