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Humans Are Important

Published July 12, 2024 by tindertender

“We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost…”

~ Charlie Chaplin

You’ve seen this before: Mont-Saint-Michel — the Wonder of the Western World

Published July 6, 2024 by tindertender

By @Culture_Crit

Did you know it has a twin, 200 miles away, also named after St. Michael?

That’s where things get really strange…

This is the “twin”: St. Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, England.

It’s also a tidal island with a chapel, remarkably similar to its French counterpart, and only accessible at low tide.

Here’s a map of the two. You can draw a line between them just over 200 miles long as the crow flies.

But what happens if you keep extending that line?

You get this: a straight line all the way from Ireland to Israel. Along it are 7 medieval monasteries linked to the Archangel Michael.

What are they, and is this just a strange coincidence?

St. Michael is one of the biblical archangels. He’s best known for defeating Satan in the New Testament, and is usually depicted with a sword or spear during this heroic moment.

Each point on the line has a curious link to him…

The westernmost point is an island called Skellig Michael. Medieval monks started worshipping here in the 7th century, and built a church honoring Michael around 950 AD.

Next is St. Michael’s Mount. A monastery was built here in the 8th century, and it was later gifted to the same Benedictine order of Mont Saint-Michel.

But local legend says the link is far older, and Michael was sighted here by fishermen in 495 AD.

Then, Mont-Saint-Michel in Normandy. People call it the 8th Wonder of the World for obvious reasons — it can be hard to believe it’s a real place.

This one has the most curious origin story of all…

In 708 AD, an oratory was built here by a local bishop. He had been visited by Michael in a series of visions and instructed to build a shrine on the island…

Why? Because this was the exact point at which Saint Michael defeated Satan (in the form of a dragon).

This is stated in a 9th century Latin text recording the origins of Mont-Saint-Michel.

Next is Sacra di San Michele, at the peak of Mount Pirchiriano (near Turin).

It’s also on an impressive pinnacle, and its origin story is a vision of St. Michael. In 980 AD, he appeared to a hermit and instructed him to build an abbey here.

Next is even older. The Sanctuary of Monte Sant’Angelo is the oldest shrine dedicated to St. Michael in Europe.

8th century writings say he appeared in 490 AD, and again in 663 — when his spectacular apparition helped the Lombards defeat invaders in battle.

Then, a small Greek island called Symi. Most of its religious buildings are dedicated to Michael, including this one in Panormitis. It dates all the way to 450 AD, and was built around a miraculous icon of Michael…

Last is the Stella Maris Monastery in Israel, on Mount Carmel — close to Nazareth.

It’s also a vantage point, but not dedicated to St. Michael. It’s where the prophet Elijah lived, built over a small grotto of his…

Similar imagery to Michael is associated with Elijah, wielder of a sword.

And the monastery is dedicated to the Virgin Mary — Queen of Angels. Perhaps it’s fitting that the line ends here, at the entrance to the Holy Land…

So, what is this all about? Some say the line represents the stroke of St. Michael’s sword that sent Lucifer to Hell.

But how accurate is the line exactly?

order to capture all of 7 points in an arc connecting the end points, the line has to be about 20km wide.

Sacra di San Michele falls exactly in line with the two extremes.

This is what’s known as a “ley line”. Of course, you can draw them between all sorts of places and eventually find one. There’s even another relating to St. Michael across England:

They’re usually put down to sheer coincidence. But what about this one?

Well, there are many more accounts from the Middle Ages of him appearing miraculously across Europe, and plenty of other sites bearing his name.

But these are the most beautiful and significant of all, arranged curiously in one great swing of a sword.

Were they named intentionally by medieval Christians to form a line? Or did they simply fall into place…

Looking at Mont-Saint-Michel, it’s certainly hard not to conclude it was divinely created…

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Pilgrims have come from afar for 1,000 years.

To cross to it from the shoreline is known as taking the “paths to paradise” — and it’s easy to see why…

Your Family Tree is So Beautiful!

Published July 6, 2024 by tindertender

New foundation keepers are here. They are separating the wheat from the chaff … Those who are Light from those who feast on their light.

We are gaining new fathers and mothers, they are returning to us, and our family trees will be invigorated and strengthened by the Light of God flowing through them, and through we, who have not only sprouted the seed the most high planted within us, but grew into the likeness of the Sun.

Shining forth from our Being.

Mothers (and Fathers) of Light.

The Wheat

Love Unto All Things ~ So Be It

Published July 5, 2024 by tindertender

I’ve come too far to turn back now.

You could say I’m in another world,
Or another world is in me.

Cheers!! “To the Ones Who Get It Done.”

Let us help each other.
Let us be an example.

Walking with Tȟatȟáŋka, grateful.

Seax-Wicca Psalm

“Ever as I pass through the ways do I feel the presence of the Gods. I know that in aught I do they are with me. They abide in me, and I in them, forever.

No evil shall be entertained, for purity is the dweller within me, and about me. For good do I strive and for good do I live.

Love unto all things
So be it, forever.”

-Raymond Buckland

The Ruling Demons Hate the Feminine (womb-man)

Published July 5, 2024 by tindertender

Remember who you are.

Sacred Portal birthing Gods into the physical realm for an earthly experience.

Demons use abortion and trafficking to destroy their young body’s and souls..

Ряженые – Karazin Nikolay Nikolayevich
Selene by Jules-Louis Machard (1874)
Boreas and Orithya, by Heinrich Lossow
(1880) he really doesn’t want to let go!!
Our reunion is very near. They can’t stop it.
Liberty by Constantino Brumidi (1869)
Kali
She is wonderful 😘
The Creator is female, the light of God is her physical.
House of Muses. The mosaic of the Nine Muses: Clio, Euterpe, above, Oceanus Thalia, Melpomene, Terpsichore, Erato, Polymnia, Ourania and Calliope.
First depicts Nine Muses – goddesses of the inspiration of literature, science and arts. Muse Calliope is in center of the mosaic.
Roman Priestess Diana
Nurturer
Divine Masculine do exist
Unconditional Love!
Saint Joan of Arc.
Full armor – Helmetless
“She was truthful when lying was the common speech of men; she was honest when honest was become a lost virtue; she was a keeper of promises when the keeping of a promise was expected of no one; … she was full of pity when a merciless cruelty was the rule; she was steadfast when stability was unknown, and honorable in an age which had forgotten what honor was; she was a rock of convictions in a time when men believed in nothing and scoffed at all things; she was unfailingly true in an age that was false to the core; she was of a dauntless courage when hope and courage had perished in the hearts of her nation.”
—Mark Twain, Joan of Arc
Never giving up.

Kindness Remains

Published July 3, 2024 by tindertender

You have risen above challenge.

Your own greater good (according to you and God) will no longer be sacrificed.

Fresh Start
All things are possible

This is the end of dependence on others for praise or approval.

It’s time to thrive, not merely survive.

Our destiny is tied with others destiny around the world.

Put out positive energy and accept that everything good is possible for us.

Release things of the past.
It is time to move onward and upward.

There are limitless possibilities and potential !

Focus your energy and attention on what you want to begin anew.

Find your Power in stillness.
Your Sacred Space has the Peace you seek.

Acknowledge what is going on and be willing to change how you are approaching things.

Let Love be your beacon.
Lead with Love.

Use your imagination to create a path of change.

Unity.
Clarity of purpose.
Remember to listen, to “hear” another’s perspective.

A compassionate heart is not always met with an embrace. Do not let judgement from others take away from your loving efforts to reach out and feel … your efforts to be supportive.

Kindness remains.

THE STORY OF THE DRAGONFLY

Published June 26, 2024 by tindertender

From the book “Tales to grow and heal” by Michel Dufour

“At the bottom of an old pond lived a group of larvae that did not understand why when any of them ascended through the long lily stalks to the surface of the water, they never descended again where they were.

They promised each other that the next of them who would rise to the surface, would return to tell the others what had happened to him.

Shortly after, one of these larvae felt an irresistible desire to ascend to the surface.

He began to walk upwards through one of the thin vertical stems and when he was finally outside he began to rest on a lily leaf. Then she experienced a magnificent transformation that turned her into a beautiful dragonfly with beautiful wings.

He tried to keep his promise, but it was in vain.

Flying from one end of the pond to the other, she could see her friends in the background.

Then he understood that even if they in turn had been able to see her, they would never have recognized one of their companions in this radiant creature.

The fact that after that transformation that we call death, we cannot see our friends or family, or communicate with them, does not mean that they have ceased to exist…

They are not here, they went to another place to take care of us from there with a different view.

Death is nothing more than a change of mission.”

Red Arrow Woman: The Cherokee Sacred Pipe

Published June 26, 2024 by tindertender

Long ago, when the world was new, a tribe of red‐skinned people came to live on the lands around the Land of the Blue Mist – the Great Blue Smoky Mountains, Cherokee Country. At this time, the animals of the world still talked to men and taught them how to live on and care for the land. These people were called “Ani Yun Wiya,” or the One True People. In this tribe lived a brave warrior woman called Red Arrow Woman, who was taught to use the bow, the spear and the knife. Even though it was a man’s job to hunt and fight, Red Arrow Woman could shoot straighter with them, and she could throw the spear into eye of a hawk in flight. Because of all this, no man would tell her to be like a woman.

One day while on a hunt, Red Arrow Woman came upon the tracks of Yona the bear. She saw blood on the ground and knew he was wounded, so she followed his tracks. High into the mountains she went. Soon she came to a place that she did not know. It was in this place, a place known only to the animals that she finally saw Yona the bear. He had a deep cut in his side and she saw him bowing down in prayer. Red Arrow Woman saw him bowing toward a large field of tall grass and speaking words that she had not heard before. Suddenly, the grass shimmered and became a lake, and Yona dived into the water. After a time he emerged from the water, his side completely healed.

Yona approached her and said, “This is the sacred lake of the animals, called, ‘Atagahi’ and its location is known only to the animals. It is where we come for healing and strength. You are the first man creature to see the sacred lake. You must never tell your kind of its location for it is the home of the Great Uktena.”

After he said these words and left, Red Arrow Woman was tired and decided to rest a while by this lake. She built a small fire and sat down to eat a meal that she had brought with her, and as she took a drink of the water from the lake, she felt instantly refreshed. She felt strong as Yan’si the Buffalo, as if she could run faster than Coga the Raven could fly.

The woods were quiet: Unole the wind was sleeping, Nvda the sun was shinning bright but was not hot, and the surface of the lake was completely calm. Red Arrow Woman soon began to get sleepy. It was at this time that she saw Uktena, whom she had been told of when she was a child but no one in her tribe ever claimed to have seen him.

High above the water he raised his great Serpent Dragon head, the jewel in his forehead glistening. He began to move toward her. Red Arrow Woman grabbed up her spear and stood up to face the great creature coming to her, standing proud, showing no fear — the way any warrior should. She raised her spear and prepared to strike the huge beast.

Uktena stopped a short distance from her. He smiled, his mouth grinning larger than a man was tall and full of teeth longer than man’s forearm. He spoke to the brave woman on the bank of his lake. To her he said, “Put down your weapons for I mean you no harm. Uktena told her to sit and to listen. Uktena dipped his head below the surface and came back up a moment later. In his mouth he had a strangely crooked stick and a leather pouch, which he lay on the ground in front of Red Arrow Woman.

Then the Great Uktena began to teach. He said, “This that I have laid before you is the Sacred Pipe of The Creator.” He then told her to pick up the pipe. “The bowl is of the same red clay the Creator used to make your kind. The red clay is womankind and is from the Earth. Just as a woman bears the children and brings forth life, the bowl bears the sacred tobacco (tsula) and brings forth smoke. The stem is man, rigid and strong. The stem is from the plant kingdom, and like a man it supports the bowl, just as man supports his family.”

Uktena then showed Red Arrow Woman how to join the bowl to the stem saying, “Just as a man and a woman remain separate until joined in marriage so too are the bowl and stem separate. Never to be joined unless the pipe is used.”

Uktena then showed her how place the sacred tsula into the pipe and with an ember from the fire lit the tsula so it burned slightly. He told her this, “The smoke is the breath of the Creator. When you draw the smoke in into your body, you will be cleansed and made whole. When the smoke leaves your mouth, it will rise to the Creator. Your prayers, your dreams, your hopes and desires will be taken to Him in the smoke, and the truth in your soul will be shown to Him when you smoke the pipe. If you are not true, do not smoke the pipe; if your spirit is bad and you seek to deceive, do not smoke the pipe.” Uktena continued his lesson well into the night teaching Red Arrow Woman all of the prayers used with the pipe and all of the reasons for using the pipe. He finished just as the moon was beginning her nightly journey across the sky in search of her true love. He told Red Arrow Woman to wrap the pipe in red cloth, keeping the parts separate.

Uktena then returned to depths of the lake, telling Red Arrow Woman she would never again be able to find this place but she would remember all she learned. Red Arrow Woman saw the water shimmer and become again the field of grass. She left, taking with her the pipe and her lessons and a wondrous tale.

Ever since that time, The Ani Yun Wiya have used the sacred pipe and never again has any man seen the sacred lake of Uktena.

The pipe is not a symbol of things that are sacred. The pipe itself is sacred. Not everyone is called upon to be a pipe bearer. The person who carries the pipe and practices the pipe ceremonies and traditions has a great responsibility to his brothers and sisters, his land and country and even to the Earth Mother.

Woman Goddess

Published June 26, 2024 by tindertender

A reminder to any woman who looks at her body and finds it flawed: these are prehistoric carvings of goddesses. These represent the epitome of feminine beauty to those we seek to emulate when we go on “paleo” diets. Not a flat tummy, thigh gap, or gravity-defying breast among them.

These are bodies that are unique to their owners, and contain stories of desire, creation, hardship, and perseverance. These are bodies that are ready to hold you as you cry. These are bodies that worked every day to provide nourishment, resources and guidance to their communities while also caring for the next generation. They supported one another in their labor, holding one another’s babies while they worked crafting tools, collecting water & singing songs to teach the young about the goddesses they so closely resembled.

And these carvings weren’t found in just one area. They’ve been discovered nearly everywhere humanity has settled and thrived. Which means there was a time when womanhood, in all her power and capacity, was revered not as merely a sexual novelty or shunned as sinful temptation, but seen as a source of inspiration to create, to connect, and to find courage.

Today, our patriarchal society reveres conformity in women over all. It demands that women strive to achieve and maintain a form that resembles an untested girl. Our bodies must look perpetually untouched, unspoiled, a blank slate for a man to claim and use and write his own story upon. Instead of worshiping women as they are, we scrutinize and discard them as never good enough. And the more we strive to conform, the more we give up control of our bodies.

So have comfort, women: with each fat roll and jiggle you gain as you move forward in time, you come closer to resembling the goddess as she originally appeared in the hearts of humanity. She lives in you and longs to be seen and revered as she was before.

And you deserve to be worshipped.