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Torn …

Published October 6, 2018 by tindertender

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My love has been trampled, my life and the life of my children abused. Yet still, I listen to and have compassion for the one responsible for much of it. He says to me these days, “You used to listen to me.” Yes, I did. I used to trust him, and then I experienced his true self. As he called me selfish, he behaved in that manner, deflecting the action(s) onto me.

While he calls Dr. Ford harsh names, spewing spittle from his mouth and snarling as he does, I cannot help to wonder what he will think when he passes from body. Will he become aware of the wrongs he has done? Will he take responsibility for his portion of pain in this world?

Currently so many people refuse to own their part of the whole. They look at themselves as successful, righteous, and fair. The changes they have taken part in … the coercion, the judgement of others … it has never even occurred to them that somehow they may have had a hand in a painful outcome, they are too busy laying blame elsewhere while they don their hats of superiority.

I mentioned to the room of guides and spirits, “He will know some day” and in return, “Someday soon”. It is so strange that through it all I still have love and compassion for this relationship, and others. I honestly don’t think people are aware of what they do, for they are too busy looking outside themselves, blaming others, than taking a good hard look at themselves. Maybe because it hurts to do so … I don’t know.

This country is anything but united. Men vs women, skin color separation, ethnicity differences, religious practices, awareness and sharing and refusal and demoralization by those who cannot see.

Children, animals, and others who do not wish to fight are abused every single day.

I will never lay down and pretend to be weak. I will never think it is okay for someone to stomp on another persons right to freedom of choice. Too many think they have the authority to tell a woman what to wear, what to say or not to say, what work to do, or not to do. They mistreat her as she brings new life into this world, they beat her physically and emotionally and they think this is acceptable.

Even towards those who have caused me pain I still find the love I had originally. I hope that when the time comes for them to experience what they unleashed onto others lives  it will not be as painful as the original experience, for all at once, this will be unbearable. I know what is coming even while they refuse to believe.

I look into my life and I wonder about my actions … how did my words and motivations affect those who took part in this life? I would like to break it down, understand it, and try to make it right before I leave this body, for afterward, there will not be that opportunity.

 

Asking Questions, Paying Attention

Published July 31, 2018 by tindertender

Sometimes we receive information in the most subtle ways. It can come as the face of an animal flashes in our minds eye, or in a song. I’ve included links for those who visited briefly before I wrote the information here, and as my writing concluded, and I noticed the sounds in the room, “Who Gives A Dam” was playing on the iPod shuffle.

Upon loss of body do each of us return to our respective star systems in the galaxy? Leo to Leo … Pisces to Pisces … Libra to Libra … etc. Is the earth the only place we can come together and “mingle”?

Perhaps there are rebels who busted out of their respective fields, deciding they would come to the earth when they dam well pleased. Now that they are here, without body, they find they are locked out of their systems and cannot return, nor can they inhabit human physical form and operate it of their own accord.

Are they seeking return to their place of origin? Have they truly been shut out? Of those who decided to “Do it our way” how many actually connect with others here on the earthly plane, who came from the same system they came from, and to which they wish to return, hoping to “Hitch A Ride” back home?

Perhaps this is what’s been going on. Perhaps this is the result of the so called ‘war in heaven’ … or should I say, “War in the Heavens”. While they have been shut out those who they attempt to piggy back on suffer … and this is part of why they are called “Too Bad”, for they care not about those who they attempt to use … and if they do find a shred of empathy in their consciousness, does their own need and desire supersede all else?

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http://www.spiritanimal.info/bear-spirit-animal/
http://www.spiritanimal.info/cat-spirit-animal/

Crossing Bridges

Published July 24, 2018 by tindertender
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What is it that is really important to you right now? You are journeying toward the Divine in all. Once the bridge is crossed there will be great bounty. Allow yourself contentment, appreciate your experiences, know your worth.

Reinvest energy into the future. You have viewed ‘the’ situation wholly. Let the world dance begin … in harmony. Pay attention to your dreams. Envision the goal. Wander in the end result … see it.

Crystallize the idea of prosperity in your mind, give your most unselfish love.

Many of us often find ourselves asking, “What should I do? What will happen? How can I help this situation?” Too much time is spent seeking answers from those outside of our experience, wondering what advice, or instruction someone has, rather than searching our own intuition and really rolling around with our instinct.

As we grow, we remember how others may have instilled in our mind the idea that we cannot trust our own views of this or that. “You’re wrong about that!” I’m sure you’ve probably heard something similar about an idea you’ve had, most of us have.

I have heard so many times that I should not speak my mind, that I should not let people know too much about me, for they will use it against me, to hurt me. Isn’t that the way of the world? Sad … but it seams this has been the mind set of the majority for generations. I have spent far too much time in this mind frame, and I will not exit this world bound by these invisible shackles.

By showing ourselves to each other, by coming out of hiding and allowing our self to be vulnerable, we will discover that we are not alone … there are many who feel the same, think the same, and wish for the same … true freedom, to be who they are without the need of fear.

Scary? It can be, however those who have already, know that when fear is stepped into and walked through, it shows itself to be less that our wild imaginings have seen it to be. The mind is so powerful, it can grow the tiniest thought into a morbid beast, OR, the tiniest sliver of hope into the grandest blessing.

If only we could know our fullest potential, many miracles would be realized.

Let us practice, shall we?

I Saw You Watching Me

Published March 5, 2018 by tindertender

sleep watcherI woke, and upon opening my eyes I briefly saw you sitting there, watching me. Your  brunette hair a quickly fading memory.

She had asked why I chose you, and I stated that you were different than you were before. You were willing to get personal, involved in others lives now, as though you genuinely cared for them and what they were going through. She seemed perplexed by it all and was surprised when I told her that I had known you before.

All in all, what seemed to be a closeness was only superficial … still. Even though I gave of myself and it appeared as though you accepted, the connection was not solid, more like a fragmented dream ~ of course, it was.

I wipe the cookie crumbs from the desk, last nights midnight snack. Relieved, I rest in knowing today is a week day, and I get to go to work. Tasks await to take my mind off all of this.

Lifes Lil PleasuresI ponder the day when retirement comes and wonder what I will fill my days with. I must develop hobbies, and so I practice in my spare time to get good at some things, ie: soil tending for proper growth of herbs, making of medicines and balms, lotions and salves, deodorants and tooth pastes. What else? Perhaps painting, and writing, drawing and tiling. Tiling … now that could be fun, creating mosaics of beauty wherever I can.

For now though, I’ll settle for a shower, a taking out of the trash, a packing of lunch, and a job to do. Today is payday. I will be able to pay these bills for one more month, buy medicines which I have not yet learned to replace, and food for the pups along with their toys of course … little surprises that bring such happiness as I watch them run back and forth squeaking their joy into the house.

Briefly I allow my mind to touch on the memory of the watcher, the one who sees me while I sleep. Who is he?

Nuclear Fusion, Image In Mind

Published February 10, 2018 by tindertender

I parked the car, pulled the e-brake and got out, locking the doors. I strolled across the street and entered through the gate. The grass was wet, and the air was cold, the sun was just peaking through the clouds.

As I walked along I saw what appeared to be school papers strewn across the grass, I bent to pick them up and I threw them in the trash can.

I stopped at the end of the path in the open space, where the sun was shining, it was warm. I closed my eyes and turned up my senses.

The birds were speaking, at least three different types, one to the right, one to the left and one just ahead of me. The air was chilly and it stung my lungs as I breathed it in. I stood there, basking in the moment, and behind my eyelids came a vision.

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This is the image I saw, or something quite similar. It took time to find the right shape for this blog … the image I saw had lighting which was more violet. I assumed it was a sacred geometric pattern, however I find that this symbol represent Cold Fusion.

Here is another image which is Nuclear Fusion.

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Interestingly enough, The Sun is a main-sequence star, and thus generates its energy by nuclear fusion of hydrogen nuclei into helium. In its core, the Sun fuses 620 million metric tons of hydrogen each second.

The SunIsn’t it intriguing that I would be standing in the sun with eyes closed, listening to the life around me, feeling the coolness of it, and the warmth at the same time, while this symbol enters my inner sight?

Fascinating indeed …

Lucid Messages & Vision

Published January 4, 2018 by tindertender

“Upon opening eyes at birth, a story is told of how things are. It is an illusion only. Change the dream.”

Golden Mirror“Bob and weave, bob and weave. Let someone else put in some big hits. Practice, watch. Then when they come for your weak spots, let them really have it. Strategize … no matter the battle.”

There is a golden wall before us. That golden wall is a mirror of sorts, but rather than showing us our own reflection, it shows the one who sees us. He stands there dressed in a robe, the hood is upon his head, and he is watching.

Fractal

Published November 28, 2017 by tindertender

Deer in blankets of snow, appearing cold, however warmth emanates from the scene. Fragments of pink and gray and brown lay heaped upon each other.

Level ground, or level anything, isn’t possible now. Only a swift learning of skill to jump from one height to another.

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Colored pencils sharpened and ready, sand near by to catch what falls. Bricks stacked one on the other, red, like an old barn, holding heat, holding memories.

Dry hands reach for sweet grasses pulling fluff from their tops. Years go by without thought, now, concern. Tensions from a high strung four legged one causes fights. Naughty … not nice.

Beckoning open door, slider on tracks full of leaves, bugs, spiders and dead bees. Damp ground, union with night, meshing with wings of the flying ones of shadow.

Tiles and boards, patterns and forms. Red lights in varying sizes. Ears peeled for the slightest sound, something lurking there.

Wind blows.
All fades away.
Sleep now.

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