Choice

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One Life

Published March 18, 2024 by tindertender

I counted my years and found that I have less time to live from here on than I have lived up to now.
I feel like that child who won a packet of sweets: he ate the first with pleasure, but when he realized that there were few left, he began to enjoy them intensely.

I no longer have time for endless meetings where statutes, rules, procedures and internal regulations are discussed, knowing that nothing will be achieved.

I no longer have time to support the absurd people who, despite their chronological age, haven’t grown up.

My time is too short:
I want the essence,
my soul is in a hurry.
I don’t have many sweets
in the package anymore.
I want to live next to human people,
very human, who know how to laugh at their mistakes, and who are not inflated by their triumphs, and who take on their responsibilities.
Thus human dignity is defended and we move towards truth and honesty.

It is the essential that makes life worth living.
I want to surround myself with people who know how to touch hearts, people who have been taught by the hard blows of life to grow with gentle touches of the soul.

Yes, I’m in a hurry, I’m in a hurry to live with the intensity that only maturity can give.

I don’t intend to waste any of the leftover sweets.
I am sure they will be delicious, much more than what I have eaten so far.

My goal is to reach the end satisfied
and at peace with my loved ones
and my conscience.

We have two lives.

And the second begins when you realize you only have one.

Beautiful poem by Mario de Andrade (San Paolo 1893-1945) Poet, novelist, essayist and musicologist.
Via Sisterhood connecting as one.🐝

I Am … A Memory of Notes Long Ago

Published March 17, 2024 by tindertender

If you use your “I Am” statements in a negative fashion, you will bring all of that upon yourself.

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Whatever you do purely out of selfish motivation will not be successful.

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Rules vs Power

Rules place a thumb upon another, power and control.

Power preserves tradition history, roles suited to best serve the whole.

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One positive and one negative cancel each other out. If one wishes third party relations and the other wishes sacred union, it’ll never work. It will be chaos, like never living goodness at all. Misery. Yet some love and even require your misery in order to get along.

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I’m not a bad cat.

8-9-10

You can gauge your love vibration by how gentle the heart is.

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She’s a frozen fire.

By the sky above me, by the land below me, by the fire to my right hand, by the water to my left, may the Powers of Nature bless and protect me, now and always.

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Space, time, love. Fundamentals of life.

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We all have to eat shit in our lives, literally, figuratively, whatever. Regurgitated shit spewing in faces everywhere we go.

The thing is, this is also the forging fire. That which tries to break us by feeding us garbage, we turn into a transforming fire that makes us so much more that we could have ever imagined.

It often resonates through familial lineage through constant connections through various incarnations … and the shit storm stutters when they’ve realized you’ve changed, you’ve developed a taste for shit and smile anyway, living your best life.

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We all have suffered pain … from childhood, relationship, job status, income level and all that entails. Often, especially the younger ones, rebel, holler, swear, fight, hurt self, hurt others. Actions that scream I am in pain, I am suffering! Take this off of me! And they put that pain, anger, rage out onto others, perpetuating it.

We must stop, become aware, reclaim our energies, our efforts, and redirect them to the polar opposite of suffering. Take it all and create its polar opposite, rather than being puppet, slave to emotional bondage.

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Television programming desensitizes people to chaos, making the brain numb and sort of zombified when it comes to empathy. Newscasters have become nothing more than talk-show hosts.

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We all like to think we are a “main player” in the game. No one wants to realize they’ve been a pawn all along. Others may even tell you, you are a main player to continue the cycle, to bring damage. We want to believe we are worthy so badly we often do things our conscious pings us about for status gain. Beguiling.

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If circumstances take you out of your love space, you’ve then been rendered useless to the progression of love … of creating peace for you and all you encounter.

I Release the Dream

Published March 14, 2024 by tindertender

Here we are, between worlds. Stagnant are we, waiting to see what direction this river will take.

Will it flow?

Will it get jammed, as in a winter rage?

Will it dry up?

Will it create a new path?

I need not know. I need not know the players. I need not know my role. I need not know who’s right or who’s wrong, or how it ends.

I need not know what I deserve, or the fate of any other.

I release the dream and I step forth into a new reality, whatever that may be.

May the collection of life’s challenges be remembered as I pull from the strength gained thru them, resilient, persistent, determined … determined to live as happy as I am able despite those who would snuff the promise of reward.

I release the dream, while it still lives.

If it’s meant for me it will be.

After all, everything experienced, everything, can be used to shoot the arrow forward, or break the bow.

Choice.

It’s where the Power is.

The Year 5784 and 2024 – The Door to Advancement

Published March 13, 2024 by tindertender
The Years 5784 and 2024 – the doors open at the Word of God

https://www.chabad.org/calendar/view/month.htm

Prophetic Word for 5784 Jewish New Year or 2024: The Door to Advancement

We’ll Sing in the Sunshine

Published March 8, 2024 by tindertender

This song keeps playing in my mind. I just took time to really listen to the words. Spirit is great fun. Love, Love, Love.

Sometimes, it’s simply time for a change.

We’ll sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And I’ll be on my way

I will never love you
The cost of love’s too dear
But though I’ll never love you
I’ll stay with you one year

And we will sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And I’ll be on my way

I’ll sing to you each morning
I’ll kiss you every night
But darlin’, don’t cling to me
I’ll soon be out of sight

But we can sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And I’ll be on my way

My daddy he once told me
Hey, don’t you love you any man
Just take what they can give you
And give but what you can

And you can sing in the sunshine
We’ll laugh every day
We’ll sing in the sunshine
And you’ll be on your way

And when our year has ended
And I have gone away
You’ll often speak about me
And this is what you’ll say

We sang in the sunshine
You know we laughed every day
We sang in the sunshine
Then she went on her way

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Gale Garnett

We’ll Sing in the Sunshine lyrics © Lupercalia Music

Blessed Release

Published March 8, 2024 by tindertender

I’ve realized that what sometimes feels like a re-traumatization can be perceived as opportunity for release. The pain I was carrying regarding a past trauma was hidden … until it was visited “seen” in vision and triggered by an energy “download”. I cussed, I swore, I threatened anything and everything in my mind. For 1.5 days I lived anger and pain.

Today I visited the ducks, the waters, wind and sunshine. I realized what a release I have just gone through. Decades of buried trauma and pain was released.

Tonight as I got food out of the fridge to prepare, the thought, “you can’t fight evil with anger, it only fuels and empowers it.”

And I understood what a blessing I have just been given … a sacred release of womb pain and trauma, hidden, buried, forgotten … and recently, the release has begun. Begun, I say, because I know there’s more pain, I simply need to get my head wrapped around it and separate the pain from the blessing.

Thanks be to the Most High and Our Family Divine.
I Love You.

I know how difficult it must have been to pick up on my pain and spewing of suffering into the collective field. Thank you for assisting my process. On one hand I’m saddened it took so long for me to get a handle on it. On the other hand I’m quite proud of my achievement … it only took 1.5 days.

I remember when it was otherwise …

https://opensenseme.com/2024/03/08/difficulty-of-energetic-violence/

Oh My God, How I Love You

Published March 5, 2024 by tindertender

I Believe You.

Smart Choices

Published March 3, 2024 by tindertender

A personal rejection may be taken as an insurmountable barrier and a reason for self-pity and hate, or as an incentive for looking more closely and critically at our behavior as a means of correcting it and thus, attempting to change the behavior of others toward us. The choices are ours to make.

Mental Pain ~ If each time we experienced it we would welcome it with interest and give it our immediate attention by asking ourselves, “ What is this hurt about?” “What is there for me to learn from it?” “What are my alternative responses besides suffering?”, we would perhaps discover the true reason for the pain and be able to arrive at some creative behavioral alternatives to aid ourselves in overcoming it.

~ Leo Buscaglia
Personhood, The Art of Being Fully Human

Housekeeping

Published March 1, 2024 by tindertender

It is an honor and a privilege to be here.

By the Grace of God, the steadiness of the Foundation Keepers, we are gifted stability to create from, to allow our personal song, generated by the seed of vitality placed inside the essence of who we are, to be sung, expressed in beauty.

There are others who’s sole purpose is to tear your song apart, demanding they be heard instead.

Personal hygiene … spiritual, physical, energetic, is critical. Keep the foundation clear of antagonists.

Gather the Tribe

Published March 1, 2024 by tindertender

The old threads are unraveling,
Get your needles ready.
We are stitching a new quilt
of Humanity.

Bring your old t-shirts,
worn out jeans, scarves,
antique gowns, aprons,
old pockets of plenty
who have held Earth’s treasures,
stones, feathers, leaves,
love notes on paper.

Each stitch
A mindful meditation.
Each piece of material
A story.
The more colour the better,
so call in the Tribes.

Threads of browns, whites,
reds, oranges
Women from all nations
start stitching.
Let’s recycle the hate, the abuse,
the fear, the judgment.
Turn it over, wash it clean,
ring it out to dry.

It’s a revolution
of recycled wears.
Threads of greens, blues, purples
Colourful threads
of peace, kindness,
respect, compassion
are being stitched
from one continent to the next
over forests, oceans, mountains.

The work is hard
Your fingers may bleed.
But each cloth stitched together
Brings together a community.
A world, our future world
Under one colourful quilt.
The new quilt of humanity.”

~ Julia Myers

“Thread of life” By Jakki Moore