Kindness

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It’s All In The Plan

Published January 17, 2019 by tindertender

Periodically I like to cut my hair short to see who judges me by the way my hair style is. It’s amazing how many people will whisper to people I know, “Is she gay?” A very good friend of mine once said I need to grow my hair because people are thinking this of me. Pfft!!

Honestly, it’s a plan folks … if you decide to make judgements and form opinions of people based on their hair style, you prove yourself to be someone I choose not to have relation with. Petty, shallow minds are of no interest to me, and one of the quickest ways to find out who is in this frame of mind is to cut the hair short, and then observe the reactions.

I’ve been in the process of regrowing my hair for about a year now. I’ve thinned the “friends list” dramatically this time with a simple change of hair style, rejecting those who do not resonate with my core being.

It is the same with tattoos. I lived 50 years without them. I once had a mental block created from taught taboo surrounding body art. I overcame that, and now will live the remainder of my days decorating myself. It is incredible to see how people behave pre adornment vs after. Oh the opinions! People love to tell me how I’m wasting my money, or that these things are permanent and how they would never do it! I would say it was funny, if it weren’t so sad. Once again people pass judgement based on appearances, rather than on what they can learn of the heart of someone.

It is also sad that when it comes to finances used, they have no idea what transpired in order to free up that money. Sometimes “corporations” get so used to stealing from hard working people, some of us flip the finger and shout a big ol’ F you, and spend the money elsewhere.

Whatever … I’m done trying to please other people. There are far too many out there, with far too many ideas on what I should do, who I should be, how I should act, what I should wear, or what I should say. Pfft!! To them, I say, “Worry about your own damn stuff!” and just pretend you never met me. It’ll be better for all of us.

Now, there are those who I work with on certain subjects, because I know their hearts are pure, and they are kind souls, who may be under the influence of another’s mind set, or ideals. We’ve all been there at one time or another … some break free from the ‘herd mentality’ while some never leave the comfort of it. Either way, these situations are there for all people to see more clearly … if they choose to.

Every once in a while, which is far less often that it once was, I’ll find myself cussing someone who cut me off while driving, or I’ll think to myself, ” what a jerk” about someone behaving like an ass. Thankfully, nowadays, those thoughts are pretty immediately followed by, “Am I this jerk I see before me? Do I act like an ass?” And then I’ll try to slip on their shoes and begin to wonder what their day has been like, or their life. How many people have hurt them in any form of the many ways there are to cause someone pain. How long have they endured these trials before ‘snapping’?

I can only hope that there are those out there who will afford me the same consideration when I slip.

Let us forgive each other when we catch a slip up, (there’s a difference between a slip up and being unreasonably judgmental and controlling) and let us forgive ourselves when we notice we are slipping up too. It’s inevitable. No matter how nice you try to be, there will be those moments of “blah” … it’ll just come flying out. It’s hopeful that it will be noticed before it’s even finished being said, and the effort to remain in control of thought and action will begin once more.

Choice … it’s where our power dwells. We can choose to be antagonistic and somewhat, or flat out, cruel ~ or we can practice breaking down taught and trained behaviors, replacing them with something far more substantial and in alignment with our deepest self. What we wind up being then, is our own creation and not that of those who were tasked with raising us, mates we may have hooked up with in the past, or that of peers we’ve experienced through time.

Becoming our authentic self is no easy task, especially when surrounded by others whose desire is for us to bend to their will. Remaining firm and strong, standing tall, and in love with who we choose to be … it takes a Will beyond any other. A unique and beautiful soul, working toward inner and outer harmony, is a dangerous person to be, for this is the core of what threatens those who desire to cage and limit us.

Stubborn? Willful? Maybe … probably … and I wouldn’t want it any other way … I’ve already tried them, and they didn’t work out.

Light Of Peace

Published June 29, 2018 by tindertender
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Photo by Mikael Kristenson

Sometimes the obvious is so obvious it cannot be seen. Sometimes things are so horrible the mind cannot comprehend it and there is refusal to acknowledge it.

Every person has their own pathways of living and their own abilities and maximums for being in the world.

I have vowed to be a light today. To the best of my ability I will bring smiles and positivity to this world. It is through contributions like this (and others) that things will change. It is through compassion held for each other that the darkness and sinister actions of some are brought into view.

I am grateful for those who have courage enough to assist in the cleaning up of our reality. Thank you for rousting out those that do harm and bringing an end to their spree of infectious horror.

Cat’s Cradle

Published June 8, 2018 by tindertender

Cat's Cradle

Thumb and index fingers, right and left hand reach for the 4 corners. They grab and pinch them together, lifting and then flipping to the underside, coming up from the middle at bottom, rising once more to the top.

This is what’s going on world-wide right now. The four corners of the four directions are being ‘pinched’ and will be made to fold in on themselves, coming up once more as something entirely new, yet remaining the same.

The Honor of One is the honor of All.

Listening to those who lived in harmony with the earth for many more years than anyone has been taught is crucial. These lessons are not to be disrespected, those days are on their way out. The future will arrive and those who learn to honor the sacred, and the sacred wisdom keepers, will one day see peace.

Learning to love again is difficult, we’ve already come to know this through smaller, personal experience. Love of the planet, love of differing tribes and cultures, is a much larger scale of this, that we already know. The future depends on us now, applying the lessons learned from the smaller personal experience, to the larger whole.

May the divine light of the Supreme Being illuminate our intellect, to lead us along a path of righteousness.

Together, Great Indeed

Published April 16, 2018 by tindertender

The internal world of each individual is intense, often so intense all else pales in comparison. In love we may feel our inner fire pouring out into the one we have such affection for, we may wonder how they cannot be affected by it. In pain we may wonder why others do not seem to notice how we suffer. All the while the undeniable force of our emotions prohibits us from noticing that others are going through the exact same scenario.

Feelings of insignificance can overwhelm us sometimes while we are busy feeling our way through life. We look into the world and see people laughing and wonder why it just doesn’t seem that fun to us. We wonder if it is a false happy, we wonder if it is a trick, we wonder if somehow we’ve been cheated and left to suffer in this world while others thrive.

It is said that mankind is made in Gods image. If that is true, and this planet is the only one which can support life as we know it, then He better get busy, for it looks like His creation is intent on destroying this wonder. All the angels and disembodied persons who would like to give it another go ought to practice sending peaceful intentions to the people so they calm the heck down. But then, maybe to them, we are insignificant … maybe this is why so many people feel the power of that emotion which has them convinced this is truth.

They say they are looking for the key … the key to eternal bliss. It has been said that once it is recognized all that remains is to simply ‘let it be’. The minds (or should I say, consciousness) that are not capable of peace will never attain the key to eternal bliss, for they bicker among themselves constantly. They leave no room for quiet, for stillness.

People helping peopleThe questions always arise: Is this the one? Will you help me help we? Is there enough time to turn it around? Is it possible to save the world? Does true love exist?

Truthfully, unless we allow ourselves to be vulnerable and begin to reach out and connect with each other, we will not be able to come to the realization that we are all very much alike, experiencing very much the same things. Once we understand this, it will be so much easier to care about each other beyond the superficial fancy.

I Am You, You Are Me ~ WE must work together to bring healing to this world. If we were created by the fine stuff which is Divine and supreme, then perhaps it is us who must pool our resources in order to save the earth. Rather than waiting for a miracle, we ought to recognize that WE are that miracle. ALL of us, none greater than the other, yet together, great indeed.

Loves Held Dear

Published February 1, 2018 by tindertender

Wrinkles and creases mar smooth surface, yet still it stands upright, capable of task. Leaning slightly to the left, open at the top, all kinds of dust settles there. The innards of this  crumpled mess hold something so dear, sacred substance for healing, for cleansing the spirit, the whole.

chimeChimes stand still, wind will not move them. Made with love and careful measurement, every bead and every shell strategically placed, a beautiful sight to see. Memories of idle time put to good use … Creativity flowing in silence.

Love framed in dark lines,
Held in place with glue.
Cavern containing fresh waters wait,
Wanting to be discovered.

Rain comes through the shaking of a stick,
Over and over it pours out sound.
Flowers in bubbles,
Collectors piece, yearning for contact with eyes.

A pond and reeds, still and quiet,
A hint of color shows life.

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