Healing

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Healing ~ Love ~ Gratitude

Published April 30, 2024 by tindertender

Yes, you can witness and observe your own behavior. It’s called awareness.

Your Triggers are Mind control programs.

Advice from María Sabina a Mexican healer and poet.

“Heal yourself with the light of the sun and the rays of the moon. With the sound of the river and the waterfall. With the swaying of the sea and the fluttering of birds. Heal yourself with mint, neem, and eucalyptus. Sweeten with lavender, rosemary, and chamomile. Hug yourself with the cocoa bean and a hint of cinnamon. Put love in tea instead of sugar and drink it looking at the stars. Heal yourself with the kisses that the wind gives you and the hugs of the rain. Stand strong with your bare feet on the ground and with everything that comes from it. Be smarter every day by listening to your intuition, looking at the world with your forehead. Jump, dance, sing, so that you live happier. Heal yourself, with beautiful love, and always remember … you are the medicine.”

It’s a tough pattern to unlearn. Coming into Love of Self often requires “another” severe circumstance, to bring awareness that love for Self actually exists inside.

Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously.

And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Even the most difficult challenges …

Man Explains How He Treats His Cancer

Published April 30, 2024 by tindertender

Let It Go

Published April 26, 2024 by tindertender

Vitality Denial and Disconnect

Published April 26, 2024 by tindertender

For 22 years my vitality was harvested by some spiritual feeding tube (consciously aware, many decades prior, it occurred without awareness or feeding tube).

It’s been a few years since that tubes removal, and my energy has risen, mine, no longer being harvested and worn by frauds.

My consciousness was attacked by hundreds of slanderous and terrorist demon-like “psychics”.

Now that they are falling, I realize I don’t feel anything about it.

I’m not mad.

I’m not hurt.

I need no revenge.

Our new Foundation Keepers are clearing it all away.

And I don’t care about it’s removal at all.

I am supremely grateful for Silence, and for an end to the energetic rape, the continual trespass of my sleeping chamber and life force essence.

I care not for the deconstruction of those who tormented me, energetically raping me for 22 years.

Harvesting my root, my sacral, off-loading dark, tar-like energies into my solar plexus.

No.

I don’t care for their destruction one bit.

I feel no thing for them.

Looking forward to the final separation.

Let them honor their own commitments and agreements, let them be bound to the lower vibrational energies they worship.

Thanks be to TMH.

And our Family Divine.

Karmic Justice returns aren’t going to feel good. Especially if they receive 22 years of torment at once.

I release them, and any connection to them.

I reject all pawing and clinging attempts to attach.

God Bless our Foundation Keepers.

ATONE

Published April 25, 2024 by tindertender

Within my One True Self, I found you.

Within the Stillpoint.

In The Eternal Now.

The emptiness.

I keep finding you.

Within the everything, within the nothingness.

WITHIN THE VOID.

You keep coming back to me.

Every time I let go.

Every time I was done.

..Every time I loved myself more.

I kept moving closer to you.

No matter how hard I tried to push you away. Pretend that I don’t love you. Pretended that you weren’t even real.

Every time I denied the Real Truth.

I still kept moving closer back to you.

…Feeling you inside of me.

Every time when I felt like I had lost myself.

Even when it felt like I was dying.

Felt like I was going crazy and imagining things that weren’t true.

I still kept moving closer back to you.

To my True Self.

As WE ARE ONE.

Always have been.

Since the beginning of everything.

Even when I felt I’d lose you.

Couldn’t feel you close to me.

I kept moving back home.

Ever closer to you.

Unknown to myself.

Back home within my True Self is where I keep finding you.

… Is where you keep coming back to me.

And me to you.

Where ALL MERGES AS ONE.

Our heart, mind, body, and soul.

Re-united in true Divine Divine Love as ONE!

WITHIN ME.

WITHIN YOU.

WITHIN THE ONE.

IS WHERE I KEEP FINDING YOU.

YOU & ME ALREADY & ALWAYS ATONE.

Already home.

Always & forever.

As we remember fully and truly that all is always created and imagined by The One.

By God.

Which is me.

Which is you.

Which includes all, everything and everyOne.

THE TOTALITY OF THE SINGULARITY!

UNITING ALL AS ONE!

Eternally!

Always and forever.

As WE RETURN BACK TO THE FUTURE.

BACK TO THE BEGINNING.

Having transcended time, space, and gravity.

EveryOne finally fully free & liberated!

THE ONE fully awakened to the timeless knowing that

ALL IS always ONE.

Eternal Love,
Ramona ✨️🤍✨️

Lust Destroyed ~ Loses Favor with Love

Published April 14, 2024 by tindertender

As I sat in the bath I cried. The realization hit me hard and I called out to TMH asking, “Why do I have to die every time I fall in love?”

Three times in life I have loved a man deeply.

The first, aged 15-17, beat me, choked me, raped me, all under the nose of my “guardians” for he mooched his way under the roof and into security.

The second 18-20, innocent, sweet, and a slave to his phallus. I came home after work to find him and his ex on the sofa nearly naked. A heart shattering. Blind faith destroyed. Trust obliterated.

The third, aged 24-31, I won’t go into detail. Infidelity. A slave to his phallus. A moving out. Dog murdered, job lost, homeless, living in car.

It’s obvious someone cursed me. That every time I loved, I would also be shattered.

I’ve determined I’m no longer willing to “die” for love of a man. He has proven himself unworthy of the essence herein. I connect to TMH, my King of the highest heavenly mountain, and deny the rest.

After 22 years of conscious attack within the field of awareness (and 37 years prior of sleeper attack) I woke this morning feeling as tho I had been eclipsed out of their reach. I thought, it’s all well and good.

Solitude in my life, solitude in my mind. I need no ripples in my waters made by an other who feels the need to dictate my moves, my mood, my life. There is no value in such a connection and I’m not willing to pay the price. It simply isn’t an equal give and take. It’s parasitical, and I won’t feed into it any more.

I choose me. I am worthy of the value of the gift TMH has given ME. It’s weird how some say,”bring all that is yours as tho it is mine.”

I say, if you were worthy of such a gift TMH would have bestowed it upon you.

But he didn’t. He gave it to me.

Pawing … energetically, physically, by those who desire to TAKE the gift from me, to claim it, to control it, to flaunt the wealth of it to their friends… to hurt the source and play with hoes draining the essence, dressing up in the energy, prancing about as a lord.

No.

No more.

I choose me.

I choose to be eclipsed out of this energy.

TMH knows where I’m at if he needs me. If our family, true blue, needs me they know where I am.

I no longer entertain parasites who cannot win the battle with the snake they must live with.

I’ve no need.

TMH has provided.

And the whispered questions of “Who will be with the woman?” Go unanswered.

Hidden harvesters of the Stars, who don’t abide in Love.

Cannabis and the Body

Published April 3, 2024 by tindertender

It’s wild to me that those who choose cbd and cbg over pharmaceuticals for pain and anxiety are treated as tho they’re addicts … when they’ve simply chosen the medicine that won’t harm their internal organs and bioform. Holistic is the way. It’s gentler on the House of the Soul.

Military Prepared

Published April 1, 2024 by tindertender

They’re getting ready for the return of Christ (The Son / from beyond the Sun).
5 days, and counting down, to right many wrongs.
Be prepared.

Easter Morning :: Waking Message

Published March 31, 2024 by tindertender

Six days to right many wrongs.