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Too Much Woman

Published September 16, 2018 by tindertender

Too Much Woman

There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.

There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.

There she is causing a ruckus with her persistent wanting, too much wanting. She desires a lot, wants everything—too much happiness, too much alone time, too much pleasure. She’ll go through brimstone, murky river, and hellfire to get it. She’ll risk all to quell the longings of her heart and body. This makes her dangerous.

She is dangerous.

And there she goes, that “too much” woman, making people think too much, feel too much, swoon too much. She with her authentic prose and a self-assuredness in the way she carries herself. She with her belly laughs and her insatiable appetite and her proneness to fiery passion. All eyes on her, thinking she’s hot shit.

Oh, that “too much” woman. . . too loud, too vibrant, too honest, too emotional, too smart, too intense, too pretty, too difficult, too sensitive, too wild, too intimidating, too successful, too fat, too strong, too political, too joyous, too needy—too much. She should simmer down a bit, be taken down a couple notches.

Someone should put her back in a more respectable place. Someone should tell her.

Here I am. . . the Too Much Woman, with my too-tender heart and my too-much emotions.

A hedonist, feminist, pleasure seeker, empath. I want a lot—justice, sincerity, spaciousness, ease, intimacy, actualization, respect, to be seen, to be understood, your undivided attention, and all of your promises to be kept.

I’ve been called high maintenance because I want what I want, and intimidating because of the space I occupy. I’ve been called selfish because I am self-loving. I’ve been called a witch because I know how to heal myself.

And still. . . I rise. Still, I want and feel and ask and risk and take up space.
I must.

Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuries—we are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. We’ve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for eons — in our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.

And still. . . she thrives.

In my own world and before my very eyes, I am witnessing the reclamation and rising up of the Too Much Woman. That Too Much Woman is also known to some as Wild Woman or the Divine Feminine. In any case, she is me, she is you, and she is loving that she’s finally, finally getting some airtime.

If you’ve ever been called “too much,” or “overly emotional,” or “bitchy,” or “stuck up,” you are likely a Too Much Woman.

And if you are. . . I implore you to embrace all that you are—all of your depth, all of your vastness; to not hold yourself in, and to never abandon yourself, your bigness, your radiance.

Forget everything you’ve heard—your too muchness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.

Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too muchness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.

So please, Too Much Woman: Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.

Make your waves, fan your flames, give your chills.

~~~ Ev’yan Whitney

Shadow and Soul

Published September 14, 2018 by tindertender

Shadow: Share you thoughts
Soul: Stay strong
Let two be One: Embrace Spirit

 

Photos by Ahmad Odeh

You have hopes, dreams, goals and ideas. Do not guard your ideas jealously nor keep them locked within for fear that another may steal them o offer ridicule instead of support. It is time to share your vision. Tell Great Spirit and Gaia of your dreams and hopes so they may send you what you need. Speak of your dreams to others. Connect with those who share your goals and hopes for they may be able to help you realize your dreams sooner.

Life will present you with many trials. Life will bring you times of joy, but also times of suffering; like the weather, it can be unpredictable, harsh and cruel. But you can endure all that comes. Know when to resist, and know when to let go. Know that sometimes you will lose, but that loss can make you stronger at the core. Stay strong. With hope and faith, you can endure all.

You are a spiritual being, living physical life. Embrace spirit in your journey and reaffirm your connection with the Divine. Fly to the heavens, but remember to look down and see that the Divine exists in the magical, natural world beneath you. Spirit dwells within all ~ in everything you see and know, and everything that you do not see and which is unknown. Both the creative and the destructive, the beautiful and the ugly, are born of the Divine.

Breaking Free Of Our Perverse Predecessors

Published September 10, 2018 by tindertender

We’ve been given a story, a scenario which we are meant to believe. We are told that this world will never be peaceful, we are told we are not perfect, nor have capacity to be as such. It’s all lies, and illusion dressed up as a tasty dish which we willingly swallow, day after day, all day long.

Sometimes to fall into delusion is our greatest gift. When it seems we’ve lost our minds, bombarded by the invisibles who spout crazy and profane things to us, about us. They will actually ‘hook’ the mind and manipulate actions, they will have a person believing ‘God’ is speaking and instructing them to harm self or others.

Know this …

When the illusion turns into delusion it is only those who are working overtime to keep you from waking to the reality that this entire existence is ‘but a dream’.

Survive it, withstand everything they have to give you. Take the medicine the Dr. gives you and periodically test the waters, see how deeply the hooks are still embedded in your psyche. If you are able, see the great spirit teachers of other countries, those who know very well of this play by play.

This game they have orchestrated, this idea they have about humanity being nothing more than ‘slaves’ or eternal prisoners is hogwash. Remember who you are!

You are a being who was entrapped, everything you held dear was stolen from you and by ‘electrical wave patterns’ you were imprisoned in this flesh body, zapped with a WiFi wave into entrapment. Work your transformation skills, you have them!

Pay attention to what 5G is really about.

There will be an end to this … one way or another.

Infinite Questions For The Universe

Published September 7, 2018 by tindertender

In the space outside of time there are those who sound as adults, and also those who sound very young. Even though this is the case, they seem to be older than I still, all of them.

My questions seem to have no end.

I wonder how old I am, actually. When I shed this flesh and bone body I am curious to find out how many ‘actual’ years I have existed … of course, in the land beyond time how would one even measure that?

I visited the starry sky one night and there was another there. I suggested we go to the earth and walk a trail between two boulders, this was viewed as a hole opened in the night sky and the sun shown on this space. The grass was tall and it was so beautiful. He said he could not, for there was ‘dirt’ there.

While speaking with him I felt as though I was just a teenager, rebellious and intent on exploration, on having fun. I wonder if this is the walk I chose and here I am. It didn’t wind up being as fun as I thought it would be I guess. Although there have been those moments of great peace, usually while in the wilderness, birds singing, wind blowing, and waters flowing by with the sun glistening off its movement.

I have always been a head strong gal, sometimes foolishly running straight into dangerous territory. Either too naive to be aware of that which could harm, or daring that darkness to come for me.

Funny how it goes, and how it has been. Not funny ha-ha, but odd in a way. Has it simply been done because my subconscious knows I need to stuff as many different experiences into this life, this time, or has it truly been a haphazard and careless way?

Whatever it has been, the forward movement must continue. There is still time to cram many more experiences into this reality.

I am excited to find out how ‘young’ I actually am though.

One day, some time, beyond this realm.

 

Visitors Come and Visitors Go

Published September 6, 2018 by tindertender

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Photo by Andre Benz

They enjoy showing themselves and also mimicking ‘the good guys’. It seems their greatest pleasure is fooling life into believing the facade, and then in a quick turn show their true selves … twisting the mind of humanity.

While there are those who are here to assist us, the intruder wishes to create doubt in us, causing us not to trust our guides, our helpers … often they succeed. Yet when we pay attention to this pattern, we begin to see the flow of it, learning the signs.

These ‘visions’ some will try to convince you are merely day dreams are actually visitors penetrating the energetic field of mind, attempting to either aid, or disrupt. It is up to the individual to determine which is which. If one chooses to ignore it, it does not mean this influence ends, it only means the influence goes on unhindered.

Male, fair skin, short cropped brunette hair, spiked at top. Looking straight at me his eyes are icy blue, faceted, as crystals.

Another person, squatting, back to me, white short hair, blue base-ball cap and tan jacket. He’s working on something, tinkering with it.

Lady in white dress. Brown hair pulled back in gentle clasps. Standing on clouds with golden sun in the background. She’s handing something to someone at the edge of the cloud. Someone I cannot see.

Woman with burgundy lipstick, smoking, blowing the smoke out the right side of her mouth. Her lips are moving, she has much to say as though threatening, yet her words do not have sound.

His eyes began to slant upward, they opened. Soon the inner eye changed becoming animal like. He began to speak, moving his lips. Another, different face joined him, and yet another. They were all speaking, yet once again the sound was muted. Their appearance was that of a lizard-like form, various species. They too appeared to be giving threats of a sort.

Be aware of your visitors. Dig into their intentions. Feel them and determine what you will allow the use of your energies for. If you cannot seem to stop the flow they use to drain you, then consciously send them what you choose for them to receive. Take the steering wheel, and guide this experience as you see fit.

At some point simply withstanding the intrusion is not enough. Certainly this stretches your capacity, but there comes a time when action is required, a physical and mental effort to manipulate the senses arises. Who is in charge here? Who owns this flesh suit at this moment? The one wearing it, or the ones who wish they were?

Sense of Entitlement vs Reality

Published August 29, 2018 by tindertender

One of the males stated, “He’s entitled to that.” They make plans for when ‘they come back’. Getting ready for when they come ‘towards the finish’. Still, to this day, they have no regard for those who’s lives they have negatively affected, they actually are not entitled to anything, but that which they have meted out into the world, and to those lives which have been disrupted by their actions.

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Photo by Nicolas Ladino Silva

Those who plot an outcome are in for a big surprise. They obviously have not learned by now that the way to make Creator laugh is to ‘make plans’. The indigenous cultures know this, but most people in the world have been trained to ignore them and to proceed with ‘plans’ anyway.

It will come toppling down, as it must. Mankind needs to be reminded that their attempt to control this world and all in it … well … they must be reminded that they too, are part of this world which suffers from their decisions.

She sat upon the back of her stallion holding staff in her left hand. Fire was all around her, yet she, nor her ride were burned. They are about to leave the octagonal ‘garage’ they’ve been ‘parked’ in.

Never look behind me … this is the phrase to be remembered. Certainly, being aware of surroundings is important, but as far as the past goes, let it go. There will always be those who attempt to flip emotional triggers, they may even succeed. But with intention, these triggers can be healed, by understanding them, by seeing what caused them to be in the first place. This requires a deep inner journey, and it will not be easy … but in the end, well worth the effort for when you are able to release the need to react to others who willfully spend energies bringing others down, you will be free.

Patience is key, for change does not happen in a moment. It takes time, and fortunately, time is speeding up so change will be quicker. Know this, don’t give up when you are so tempted to do so. Keep going.

 

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