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Joy Ridin’ On A Week Night

Published August 15, 2019 by tindertender

Work was slow yesterday afternoon so I decided to take a little time for me.

I traveled to Timberline Lodge where, to my sweet surprise, a duet was singing music, and it was beautiful. Here are some pics I took on my way up the mountain.

My dinner was a delicious roasted veggie sandwich on a ciabatta bun with a robust tomato soup. Yum. Huckleberries are one of my favorites, which is why I also bought a piece of cobbler to go.

Check out what I saw at the top of Mt Hood last night. Crazy thing, as I stood there for 10 minutes gawking, no one else seemed to see it … weird.

I was able to see all the way the Bend, what I know is a 4 hour drive from where I live. Incredible to see it from this vantage point, to think of all the people between here and there. Thinking of the love shared, and also the cruelty happening just under the trees.

It really is amazing to see the world from up here. It makes me think of what “the man on the mountain” must see when he looks out upon us.

I love mountain flower bushes.

There was a symbol on the chimney I’m not sure of. Perhaps someone just likes to think of high noon a lot?

A beautiful theater was there. I stood at the front of it to capture photo and imagined what it might be like to speak from that position. Really cool stuff! I thought I had a pic of the entire seating, but looks like I only got the right side. There are three sections, tierd like this.

The trees really take a beating up this high from the winds.

But oh my word … being up here, one feels a little closer to heaven.

I stopped by a waterfall on my way back. It was so fresh smelling, and the sounds …. delish.

Have a great day friends. May the one who loves you shower you with blessing, even if that someone is you.

Get Stuck, Shake It Off, and Move On Down The Road

Published July 28, 2019 by tindertender

My idea was to get out of the house early in the day, go for a drive, maybe find some music somewhere.

I got hung up on the darn google search and social media. At 2pm my roommate asked if I was still going out. Yes! I replied.

I made my way toward the mountain. I was just that way on Friday, so I cut over and went toward the clackamas river, and on up the hill toward the ranger station. As I crested the hill before descending and entering the rivers area, I snapped a view of the rolling hill tops.

Beautiful place, but the fire from several years ago left it’s ugly scar across much of the land.

I stopped along the river to catch a sight and took a short video and a few pics.

The stone stairs were pretty cool, and steep!

I turned around and headed back to town because a classical string band was going to be playing a free concert in the park! It was really a relaxing and peaceful experience.

I took a few video clips and merged them so you can have an idea of the sounds.

Here it is, evening. I am tempted to retire early and see what dreams may come.

May the coming days bring you abundant blessing. 🙏🏼❤️

Fall of Man War

Published July 21, 2019 by tindertender

After the Fall of Man War 550 million years ago, Tara was forced to drop down to the 1st through 3rd Dimensions she remains in now, where the atmosphere is based on carbon crystal.

There are still yet remainders of that ancient time on Urth that have become part of our everyday life that we simply don’t recognize what they were before.

Like remaining tree stumps we call plateaus and fallen trees we now call mountains that are typically now covered in soil.

Those tree remnants originally grew through Silica crystal fibers that we simply call stones and sand today for lack of understanding what a stone really is.

Trees covered by millions of tons of compost (tissue, leafs, decomposed biological remnants) for hundreds of millions of years become stained to sediment, rust or dirt color for the most part.

Sometimes if they avoided such sedimentary staining,they are simply called petrified wood, with no explanation as to how wood fibers could ever genetically change into actual piezoelectric crystal.

560 MILLION YR-OLD CRYSTAL FOREST:

Petrified wood is a lie made up by those seeking to hide from you the real past of this planet.

Excerpt from “Decoding the Hive” Volume 1 Scalar Vibrational Mechanics

http://decodingthehive.info/

Growth Requires Human Presence

Published July 21, 2019 by tindertender

What is little known is the fact that crystals are not only alive, but each time they hear a sound from or witness an act of or even a thought created by a god family member, they grow.

Trees grow this very same way, because their fibers are actually flexible polymorphic crystals that “stack” on top of each other and grow wider as they grow taller. Gods (humans) literally make plants grow just by being there.

This is why plants sung to or tended often by their curators flourish compared to ones left alone and aren’t in the presence of a god for long stretches of time.

For more information please visit http://decodingthehive.info/ or email direct with specific questions at: decodingthehive@gmail.com

Also, Rest in Power Dolores Cannon.

The below page is from her book: The Search for Hidden, Sacred Knowledge:

Days That Clear The Head

Published July 14, 2019 by tindertender

After a furious stint of sewing yesterday my brain was having quite a time of it kicking back into ‘normal’ mode.

About noon I thought, “I have got to get out of this house! It doesn’t matter where I go, just … get … outside!”

I readied myself and hopped in the car. I felt as though I was on auto pilot, just steering and giving gas, and braking.

About 15 minutes into the drive I felt the fog begin to lift. The windows were down and the wind was whipping my hair around. The closer I got to the trees the sweeter the air became.

It really was heavenly. The forest looked healthy, the undergrowth looked clean. The air was fresh and the birds were singing. Surprisingly, I heard the buzz of insects flying around, quite unusual these days.

It never fails.

Whatever it is … whether it be anxiety, anger, depression, or just plain ol’ brain fog … spending time among the trees clears it up, usually replacing it with a smile. The forests are power houses of healing potential.

Here are the sounds of a healthy forest. Too often when I’m in the wilderness these days it is dead silent. My heart was quite filled by the flurry of life, the joyful sounds and movements.

I originally thought I would find a U-pick berry farm and then pluck some sweetness from the earth. After my beautiful leisure cruise, I was ready to come home. To my amazed and grateful surprise, there was a lady selling fruits and veggies alongside the road, quite rural on the journey yet. I stopped and filled my box. Looks like cucumber, onion, tomato salad for supper and a fruit covered short bread with home made ice cream for dessert. Mmmmm.

Now I wait. Veggies are stewing in some sauce. Pretty soon it’ll be scrump-delicious!

It is days like today that remind me of the importance of getting up out of my chair and out of the house. Without these times, life just gets muddled, one day running into the next … auto pilot.

Visuals, Hope, Life

Published August 4, 2018 by tindertender

It was so quiet at the Park this morning! Walking along I noticed the bark of one tree species in particular … it was so smooth … compared to most trees of this region!!

And the flowers, oh my …

I spent the rest of the day with co-workers at the company picnic. I won a prize in the raffle … a one night stay in a fabulous Tree House!! While this one is not the exact place I’ll stay, I am very happy to have this opportunity.

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Be Well,
Be Kind,
Release that which does not
serve the highest interest of Life.

Blessings Of A Quiet Haven

Published May 17, 2018 by tindertender

As I listen to the sounds of running water I am transported to my bedroom, 37 years ago. The window is open and the river runs just outside. The crickets are singing, and the frogs are croaking. I see the light of the moon shine through the curtain.

The shock of quiet is great when city life is left behind. No people sounds, no neon lights, stars come out at night and the wonder of it is amazing. The city takes nature from the human and gives constant disruption.

Tar bubbles in the pavement on a hot day, poked and deflated with a little stick. Pitch bubbles in the bark of the trees, popped and watched as it flows out and down. Sticky spots on hands where dirt clings to the pitch spots, the aroma strong and pure. Sun glistening on the rivers waves, watched as the water flows through bend after bend, seen from the top of the highest tree.

Red ant hills alive with scurrying ants, working to tend their home. Black ants flying about before they land and drop their wings. Old coca cola bottle buried in the hard soil from long ago. Trail along rivers edge, grasses grown high on either side. Deer flies, Horse flies, mosquitoes.

Field of green grass, trees at the edge where deer and elk bed down for the night. Mushrooms and wild strawberries, three petaled flowers, fallen trees feeding them all. Birds flying through the branches, resting there too. Squirrels, coyotes, bear, and cougar. Fish spawning and resting in the banks of hidden rivers edges.

The wind blows though the hair, brushing the skin, filling the lungs. Deep breaths, a song is sung for the pleasure of my ears, and those I do not see. A prayer given to the forest, questions asked which are answered, in thought, in sensing.

Blessings, these memories are, for when I remember I am transported once again to this place, this quiet haven where so few travel.

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