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Sowing Seeds

Published November 18, 2017 by tindertender

Driving along the highway, enjoying the sunny day, I see ahead of me on the side of the road a form. Upon nearing it I see it was once a Shepard dog, or something similar. I know animals are getting hit and killed all of the time, but this one struck me close to the heart, for I am a dog lover. (I love all animals, don’t get me wrong, but I sleep with dogs every night.) As I was alone on this journey, I internalized the scene, I tried to push it to the back of my mind but it kept swimming into my inner sight.

A couple hours later I arrived home to take a friend on a necessary trip to the store. On the way back from there, I spilled the beans, I described to a tee what had been rolling around in my head.

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I sit here now, and I wonder why it is that there seems to be no solution from the spinning of negative, hurtful, or downright disturbing scenes, phrases and events but for the release of them out into the world, laid upon the minds and eyes of others.

There they go, now this scene is in their mind, lessened perhaps, for they did not actually see it, but the description is there, and we all know how detailed the mind can be when reading a book, or hearing a story.

If only there were a way not to put this type of thing into the world, while still releasing and letting go. It truly is not my desire or wish to propagate unpleasantness. When I sit and feel the life of me, those visions and thoughts still spin, they do so until I let them go.

As a younger lady, I journaled. I wrote down every nasty thing I wanted to say to some jerk, I spewed the emotional hurt or anger on paper. I would sometimes make it a letter and seal it in an envelope, putting on a stamp. (Letting it sit for a week before tearing it up). That was a great release and no one needed to wear it afterward … until the day someone decided they wanted to read my journals, which they ‘found’. They were hurt, because some of the things in there were telling of the pain I felt by some of their actions and the way I experienced it. I stopped journaling.

I began to harbor these things inside, and then they began to overflow into the world, and they were ugly, more ugly than anything I could have put on paper.

Now days I am not angry, but still, the disturbing scenes similar to this afternoon, and the pain I see inflicted in the world are still there, roaming around in my mind. I blog about some of them … but there again, they get all over everyone who takes the time to read them.

I see there really is a need for quiet, personal reflection and release. For in talking aloud, or typing on social media of any kind, it grows in the minds of others. So I consider yet again …

What seeds do I want to sow in this world?

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A Tiger’s Tale

Published November 18, 2017 by tindertender

End of an era

The tale end of an era is here and it is finishing strong. Those who have become accustomed to having their every desire accommodated are seeing the lost ground, and they begin to ‘force’ their wishes on people. They do not care how many they upset, for their end goal is the same as it always has been … suppression and repression of the majority.

They flaunt their murderous behaviors of sentient beings in our faces, they kill large, peaceful, endangered creatures for the sheer ‘pleasure’ of it, for the trophies. They strip the animals of their rights to life, they get a sense of satisfaction as they dominate and control the existence of others. They market the eating of flesh as though it is our only hope of healthy bodies, exacerbating fear and pain in the world.

A Tigers TaleThere is another end that goes along with that tale though, and it is called the head, the head of a ferocious and powerful creature. I compare it to the masses who are awakening to the reality of the greed and hatred in this world, those who wish to create a better tomorrow.

The tale knows the head is coming around, they realize this beast will chew off it’s own appendage to assist in the elimination of this infection, the virus which is decaying the whole body. A scurrying about is happening … like little ants, a grasping at, and enforcing of, the only thing they have to offer the world … pain and sorrow. It is they who must be removed.

Like a scab over a wound, we’ve been picking it. It opens up afresh, scabs over again, and we pick it. The healing takes longer this way. Soothing, naturally medicated balm needs be added to this wound, something that prohibits the scab from hardening, something which keeps it soft. The dressing must be changed often as the infection oozes into the bandage, as the puss is discharged.

Light-in-DarknessThe head licks the wound during dressing changes, it does not want to eat it’s own tale, however it will, should the wound continue to fester and rot.

Let us be the light in the world that shines into dark places. Let the energetic imprint we leave behind as we walk among each other be that of light and love, full of compassion and understanding. Growing a peaceful atmosphere in which we, and others, live is the only way to reclaim the capacities the shadow has stolen. This darkness needs not be ‘fought against’, for as long as we clean our inner sanctuaries, in unison, the dim reality we experience now will brighten, naturally.

Real ~ Like A Ton O’ Bricks

Published November 17, 2017 by tindertender

When did the format of our questions change?

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As children we would ask, “Why is the sky blue?”, among many other ‘curiosity’ questions. As adults, it is more along the lines of, “Why would they do that?”, or, “Why would God allow this to happen?”

We enter this life full of happiness and interest, eager to discover the wonderment’s it will offer. Soon though, our excitement shrinks as we experience harm, hurt, and betrayal of all kinds. This comes from parents, ‘friends’ and governing bodies. The system proves itself to be broken, and it fosters a broken reality, indeed, it creates what it has become.

Joy and embrace are replaced by bruises and disgrace.

How can the beauty of a child alter the fate of the world, instead of a corrupt and broken world altering the fate of the child? This current structure must ‘flip’, the balance is no longer there and the whole of the world is off kilter.

How can health be part of an organization which is ill in itself? It cannot. This structure is full of people intent on fixing everyone else, while ignoring their own bullshit.

1 Judge not, that ye be not judged.
2 For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.
3 And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?
4 Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye?
5 Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother’s eye.

     ~ Matthew 7:1-5 KIV

Hypocrites, everywhere.

In order for this change to occur, people must demand the reintroduction of their inner child. We carry around these pains from our youth, we’ve buried them and think ourselves strong for overcoming trials.

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The truth though, is unless we embrace that vulnerable child within us and allow it to have a voice, giving it permission and freedom to finally be heard, using our adult common sense and compassion, change will be very slow in coming, if not impossible.

Our obligation to ourselves, if we honestly choose to be free, is to accept liability for the stuff we’ve crammed into the depths of our soul under lock and key, and to also be its liberator, all the while embracing that fragile, and now knowing, inner child.

Many of the people in this world are choosing to foster care, compassion, forgiveness, patience, and acceptance of self, which in turn make it easier to see the need for, and have the desire to grow it, elsewhere on the earth.

It is time to water our garden folks. There is no better nourishment to be provided but for the gift we have capacity of giving ourselves … and each other.

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1 Corinthians 12:26-27
26 If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it. 27 Now you are the body of Christ, and each of you is a member of it.

Gaining Traction

Published November 16, 2017 by tindertender

I drove to the gate and began speaking with the person at the other end of the speaker. I could not remember my pass code, but they knew me. They were able to pull up all information needed to inform me of exactly what I had available … relieved, I stated Thank You!, for I still have insurance and pet medicine to purchase!

There are always people with their hands out. It seems I am quite wealthy with this monetary stuff, until the medical practitioner, the pharmacist, the vet, the electric, the gas, the cable and the phone company take their share. Let us not forget the food for human and pets, the toiletries and water and housing. It all leaves very little for personal hobbies and for gas … to drive back and forth to work, to earn another round of wages.

Escaping Gilded Cage
Many people are attempting to leave this ‘system’, purchasing land, building an economical home, investing in solar energy and composting toilets, growing their own organic foods … yet we hear of counties which confiscate this land, prohibiting people from dwelling in their newly created homes and enjoying their chosen lifestyle. We hear of counties who prohibit folks from utilizing their grassy yards for gardens to grow their own organic foods, we see people criminalized for collecting rain water. Indeed, it appears there is a great desire to keep us contained within our gilded cages.

“I’m getting through it”, I said to her, as she lowered her voice and spoke to me in a manner that seemed apologetic. I looked into the voice box, smiled, and asked her to Have a great day.

Despite everything this invisible society does, we still have the option of smiling, pushing forward, prevailing through it all. Giving up is a choice, and a sometimes a very much needed rest while thoughts and energies are gathered for another shot at this thing called life. There have been times, where to an outsider (which all are, for they cannot be within our minds) may have thought I have given up, seeing me spinning my wheels, and then coming to a stop, wallowing in self abuse for a time. But then, traction and a desire for something more took place.

This journey is indeed quite difficult, but none of us arrived here with less than needed to push through and reach for the stars. It definitely will seem as though that is a false statement at times, however when looking back, you’ll see how far you’ve come, how many obstacles you’ve hurdled. The question is, are you letting these trials steal your joy?

May The Force Be With You

Published November 15, 2017 by tindertender

Mind PrisonThere are plenty of people in the world who think they are “in charge of you”. They run around and put forth a lot of ‘stolen‘ energy into creating this illusion. They prey, and feed upon, the fears and pain of people. They lord their perceived power over folks, saying, “Look here, I am your king, you must do as I say.” They forget that we are ALL sovereign beings … or perhaps it is only WE who have forgotten.

These life-force robbers preoccupy society while they siphon the impulses needed in order to keep alive this facade.

I am tired of leeches. I am sick of seeing their infectious, implanted thought patterns ruin lives, ruining whole societies. I am sad that the affected ones seem to idly stand by as it occurs, waiting for someone to come save them, chewing on the hate, the pain, the grudges, the blame, embracing victim-hood, while all of these things, and more, lessen the glory of their light.

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Numbing the mind with substances (legal and non) will not make these thing stop, in fact, it will only serve to build up this heap of crap that is suffocating all of life.

Greed, and a manipulative way of living, are the two most valid mental disorders. Those suffering this illness infect perfectly healthy people and coerce them into believing it is they who are ill. Most of us are willing to trust others, we want to see the good side of everything, we live, hoping that we are correct in thinking care and compassion still exist in humanity.

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In showing vulnerability we assist in allowing the putridness of this nauseating infection rise to the surface. It seems to be growing, however, it is only being uncovered. It must be uncovered so that it can be eliminated.

Rather than fall into unbelief and denial, it would be wise to learn techniques which dissolve these things … like cysts of the eye, they need removed.

Set Your Boundaries

Published November 12, 2017 by tindertender
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check is a condition in chess, shogi, and xiangqi that occurs when a player’s king (or general in xiangqi) is under threat of capture on their opponent’s next turn. A king so threatened is said to be in check.
Hold Yourself in Check … There is indeed a battle going on in this world, much of it is not seen. While many people kick back and say, “Jesus is coming, I’m saved”, there isn’t a whole lot they’re doing to contribute to the safety of the world, and those in it.  This is not an easy journey, it is not a situation where you get to do nothing and reap benefits because you are loved. You also need to have love in your heart, patience and at least an attempt to understand where folks are coming from … all folks.
I see various people, in fact, whole groups of people, who snarl and spew disdain for anyone outside their family or organization. The lack of empathy shown in the many actions is a tell tale sign of what is truly in their hearts.
Hold yourself to me, means check your innermost being, clean your spiritual house, let go of the arrogance that you may have felt has kept you safe all these years. Set boundaries and stop drama at the door. (Of course it could have another, or other, meanings as well.) It is time to embrace vulnerability and show up without layers of story-line attached. Wear honor and do not judge, for that is not yours.
A peeling away of illusion is in order for a forward motion and line of useful defense to exist. The battle that has been waged and which you have become used to, is not the real deal. Underlying all of it is a master chess game.
The kingdom requires attention, it requires keen observation and swift action. Over the years you have faced many hardships which have been a training of a sort. How strong is your stamina, how courageous have you become in the face of fear, how steady is your mind, how strong is your will?
Time is short, however there IS still time for the short-stretch training, students call it cramming for the test. This is no test however … my hope is that you will make yourself ready.

Her Testimony

Published November 10, 2017 by tindertender

“I wonder what it would be like if people
just loved each other.”

This is the thought she had for days prior to being relieved of the burden of anger. For years she carried a heavy load, weighing her down. She was fed up with the seemingly unjust life she was born into. She was indeed angry, she was hurting through and through. This pain she carried leaked into the world, it got on everything, but the day the load lifted she felt lighter, she actually felt the burden leave her shoulders, she grew taller.

She found that forgiveness came easier, but damage was done. Those who felt her pain over the years cannot seem to shake the old her, and embrace the new. They do not see she no longer carries the burden of anger, and that she no longer lashes out attempting to assuage her suffering by dumping it on them, or others. They do not see her concerted efforts to do what nice people do.

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She continues to work on the most important thing of all ~ forgiveness of herself. She looks very deep into her wounds, she removes the venom from them, and keeps them clean while they heal. Combating this poison is difficult for it has embedded itself into her. She is consistent in dressing the wounds, and they slowly heal.

It is sad that she need to love from a distance those who she caused suffering in the past. Because they cannot see the new her, they insist she hasn’t changed, the memory of the venom clear in their minds. It is important that the proper message be told in her life, and that is the knowledge of who she is becoming … not who she once was. She sheds the memory, she sheds the opinions of the past, she refuses to wear these labels any longer.

Embracing the new self she is creating, she improves on the efforts to become more than she was before. She longs to build a kinder, gentler world and she knows that it begins in her own heart and mind, in her own life. She knows she must be willing to be that which is needed, and it must start in her personal space, she must walk the walk.

She may stumble periodically, however each time she picks herself up, the footing of the new life becomes more sure, the relief becomes more firm in her mind and body, in her heart. Every day she begins again, finding ways that will help her to continue shedding this old persona.

She is a creator, a powerful force,
and it is seen in the way she changes her life.

You're in charge

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