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Cemetary Stroll

Published April 9, 2022 by tindertender
The creation of some of the tombstones is so beautiful!
A couple of woodsmen rest here.
There are quite a few markers with this logo on it.

As I mentioned in the short video I typically go to the forest when my energy needs grounding and settling. I can affirm that this old graveyard, and others, work very well for shedding chaotic energies. I think our ancestors like it when we go and offer that energy.

Like trees, it’s a symbiotic relationship.

There is a huge difference between our relationship with nature and ancestry when we want to go and commune, and those who vampirically siphon our life force without permission.

The dead for the most part are our friends.

Grateful For You

Published April 8, 2022 by tindertender

I am so grateful to all my friends and truest family in the astral realms and physicality. Thank you for being present and for all you do on behalf of the Sacredness of Life.

Thank you for blessing the world with your effort to bring balance and restore peace. I love you. Deeply.

The Box Elder Beetle ~ aka: The Love Bug

Published April 3, 2022 by tindertender

At a gathering with chosen family, singing our collective prayers to the heart beat of the drum, a little beetle decided to cross my path.

I said to myself, this is a message.

I discovered that this is a Box Elder beetle, signifying markings are the triangle at the end of the wings, and a razor sharp edged shell, serrated, causing most predators to spit it back out.

It is also known as the Love Bug, as in season, they gather in droves for their yearly orgy. They’ll cover a wall so thick. A living wall. Passerby beetles get a whiff of the pheromones and come to join the party.

Message:

You are protected by a Love interest …. your personal Love Bug. Passion and protection, are crossing your path… will you take notice? As you’ve just notice Me?

Message from Spirit Team!

Published April 1, 2022 by tindertender

Was swinging myself out of the vehicle to come into work and this song popped into mind.

Respect Yourself.

Moving Meditation

Published March 31, 2022 by tindertender

I do believe a moving meditation is in order tonight. SJ Tucker does a fabulous track. I play it on repeat. Loud. With headphones. While “moving” energy.

https://skinnywhitechick.bandcamp.com/track/moving-meditation

New release, dedicated to the Soulwriters group, without whom this song wouldn’t have been born. 

From S. J.: lately my dance practice has really helped me to manage my moods and emotions when nothing else could. This track is for anyone who finds calm and renewed strength in taking time to move, or to breathe.

lyrics

Open up and breathe in your moving meditation.
When the stress is rising up, take it down.
The water lilies of your thoughts are sacred.
Let them rest inside the sound for now.

Breathe in; breathe out.
Breathe in; breathe out.

Savasana

credits

from Dance Thrive Shimmer (a Moving Meditation Mixtape), released November 18, 2016
Words, music, vocals, guitar, bass, synths, mix, and programming by S. J. Tucker.

Q & A with Aradiant

Published March 31, 2022 by tindertender

Q: Just curious, has anyone stopped to think maybe this ISN’T the Devil’s doing since he was caged up already. Maybe this is ALL still happening because HUMAN CONSCIOUSNESS is creating it? Just a thought.

A: Influenced by darker string pullers, sort of like MK ultra. It takes the consciousness of humans to create. If they hijack the consciousness, they can create “thru” us. This is what’s been happening. A hijacked collective consciousness has been creating a darker agenda FOR them.

A: Our chains and burdens, a lot of the time, are mental and designed to trap us.

https://twitter.com/aradiant1899?s=21

☆ RAINBOW WARRIORS ☆

Published March 30, 2022 by tindertender

Many moons a dream ascribed
God divined his Rainbow Tribe
All with love and care for life
United – Joined – Husband – Wife

Distractions – Usury – Market gold
Our hearts – Our minds – Our bodies sold
The time was vague but would appear
A future need – To heal – Repair

The ground we walk -The air we breathe
Nature’s power to conceive
Our journey long but years pass quick
Our time to shift the devil’s trick

Come shape our world and all within
Awakened – Learned – Folk and kin
With trust of God and Mother Earth
Choose your purposed gift of birth

Our moment lives – No day is set
Responsibility – Don’t you forget
Our greatest power – Our daily bread
To love all life and blessings spread

Rise above – With truth be bold
Spread your wings – All young and old
Fight the fight – Our natural rites
Our sacred web – Your swords of light

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The Healer

Published March 28, 2022 by tindertender

A poem that I wrote for my beautiful friend, but it fits many of the women that were at our Corn Ceremony last weekend, and many more that I know. We missed you. 

With love,

~ Darlene V. Terry

She walks the mountains, valleys

Rivers, and creeks

Verdant meadows

Dusty, dry, desert gulches

Seeking, searching

With eyes sharp and quick

For the hidden magic

Behind, below, within

Heart shaped leaves

Round globes, medicinal sticks

Absorbing the knowing

Formulating formulas

Tinctures, salves, teas

Compresses, tricks

Bending the magic to her will

Healing wounds

Healing spirits, coughs, colds

Cuts, and nicks

The healing circling

In and around and through

Air and water, fire and stone

Love and song

Returning to heal her heart

Warm mystic, sacred

Powerful, and strong

Medicine woman

She Who Heals

Published March 28, 2022 by tindertender

Mother, sing me a song

That will ease my pain,

mend broken bones,

Bring wholeness again.

Catch my babies

When they are born,

Sing my death song,

Teach me how to mourn.

Show me the Medicine

Of the healing herbs,

The value of spirit,

The way I can serve.

Mother, heal my heart

So that I can see

The gifts of yours

That can live through me.

~ Native American prayer