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Shadow Dance

Published June 21, 2018 by tindertender
Photo by Gerald Berliner

Amid the shadows they lined the street as I moved along. The senses come alive when the vision is halted, the previously unknown appears. Some describe them as slithering and lurking, when in fact they are simply be-ing, the only way they can. I wonder if they see us the same, slithering and lurking in the ethers they cannot fully join.

The vibration is increasing. Inside the intensity is building, this energy contained is shifting and growing, reaching for the outside of my flesh. Will what I am at the core burst forth into the world as a new form?

Surely I am not alone in this, there are many others who sense it too. No one need teach of it, for it is there, has been all along. All it takes to know it is silent observation, attention given to the subtle energies which play on the skin, moving over and below it’s surface, pounding away on the inside, seeking a path of release.

Release … is it really? Or is it only a transformation into something greater, something free of the boundaries given at birth? Something no longer hindered by the man-made regulations imposed during time?

Time … someone said nothing is wrong, even a stopped clock is right twice a day. But is it? If time is an illusion, perhaps the rightness of this stopped clock is also an illusion, within the illusion that time is real.

Setting aside these thoughts I rise, I stretch and feel the flow of juices up the spine. The heat it creates moves through my body, my mind. And so the day begins.

Receive And Release

Published May 30, 2018 by tindertender

Sometimes what is thought about current reality is skewed, mistaken, in error. Someone comes along and tells a different story, sharing a perception they have from a different view. This sharing changes things, gives it a new perspective, opens the mind for alternatives and change that could possibly alter course for the better.

Remaining open and accepting of different ideas is so important in the land of learning. Sharing … and caring … is how we get along in this world.

It is plain that people have been pushed into a corner, a corner where only a few join them … family units. It is difficult to maintain in this fashion, for those who have pushed people into these boxes have also taken from them, leaving just enough to cause a scraping together of the minimum it takes to survive for a few more days. If any kind of illness or tragedy occurs, the walls come crashing down and they find no one there to support them.

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Photo by Gabriel Benois

I see people coming to this realization. I see people expanding beyond these walls, reaching for each other. An awareness is coming to minds of this dire situation and they are creating change in the ‘family’ structure, change which is widening to include more than blood relatives.

The view on what a ‘blood relative’ is, is changing. We’ve all come from a long line of lineage. Tale has it that we stem from the same few who started life here on this planet. With this in mind, we are ALL family, related through time, DNA, and inherited knowledge.

Busting open the cage doors it is seen more clearly, the world as it is torn apart, as people from all over suffer. We see it, we feel the pain of it … from afar, and personally. This situation has been affecting everyone, some to greater extents than others. In this time the pressure is felt as the walls close in, even on those who have not suffered quite as extremely.

Those pulling strings have given some people a tad more ‘authority’ than others. They sit back and watch as these ones abuse the lesser, they laugh for they know the abusers do not realize that they, as well as the abused by their own hands, are equally deprived. Mind games, the manipulation is extreme, and people function in a sort of daze while they do the bidding of the ‘puppet master’, while they harm in the name of power … the illusion which will eventually be stripped from them.

Only those with awareness, and courage to look quite deeply into their own countenance can turn this around. Integrity, honor, morals and care for others must be at the core of all decisions. In sharing the bounty this earth provides we begin the flow once more.

Holding onto something, we see a clutching, an absorption, there is no flow in this. Only by releasing into the world that which does us good, by sharing, will the doors open for more to enter our own life. A steady movement of receiving and giving allows the proper cycle. Much like the wind moving through the house when a window is opened, and another across the room, so a cross breeze begins.

May you be touched by the goodness in the world today. May you realize this gift as it moves through you, and may you bless others with the presence only you can give the world.

Peace.

As Above, So Below

Published March 8, 2018 by tindertender

My mind has a lot of chatter going on, wondering this or that … how I may sometimes be strong, yet in others a blubbering mess of a weakling.

Open Your MindThere are those in this world who speak and listen to the unseen: mediums, chanelers, psychics, intuitives of all kinds. They tune in and listen / sense the conversation and many times bring back a message here and there.

This place beyond time could, I suppose, be considered heaven … where people go when their bodies quit them. A place where there is no day or night, awake or asleep, where hidden and secret things are known by all for there is no barrier between conscious ‘minds’.

That being said, all of those apart from physical form think overwhelming thoughts, each of them, just as we do in our own heads. So when some one says, “As above, so below” I have to wonder if this cannot be altered or helped at all.

If the above has not the ability to bring peace and quiet and calm to their existence, then it bubbles right into our world and into our minds, our collective energetic field.

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Well, I say to ‘them’ … get it together!  And I laugh, even though it isn’t funny.

There are sinister ones here who want war … they’ll do anything they must in order to achieve it … a never ending battle. They’ve robbed the whole world of it’s wealth and use it against them, keeping them enslaved in this illusion.

If the majority chooses not to participate in this game, then the game will be over. And you must see by now the telltale signs that this is where it is headed. Hence the sudden bursts of mass shootings, bombings, intentional starvation of whole peoples, a purposeful elimination of peace lovers.

Before it is said and done, they will gather together as many bearers of light as they can, and they will try to eliminate them so they can continue in this charade. They have before … it worked then.

This time is different though, this time we are coming into an awareness never like before. (I speak as though I know, HA, never been there that I recall).

This mass awareness is seeping through AI into each others minds. As this information travels through my mind, into this ‘computer’ and then into your mind, what are the radio waves being transmitted by your device as you read? What is mine transmitting as I write?

Again I will say, Above to below, so get with the picture. This story must shift. It is time for a metamorphosis.

Helping “We”

Published January 31, 2018 by tindertender

Helping OthersIs there a band-aid big enough to cover the wound? Can it be held in place long enough for healing to be? No patchwork will do, it either rips open and festers … or not. Is there a special salve which can speed the process? What exactly IS this miracle made of?

Helping We …

It is a grand task, so large it is daunting, so vast one can stare at it dumbfounded, not knowing where to begin. Life has taught, however, that the only way is to start moving, step by step, action by action.

Baby steps seem small, yet in hindsight cover space and time, actually becoming leaps and bounds as momentum builds.

Let us begin.

Journey Back To Center

Published January 11, 2018 by tindertender

Mystical Clock

When my time comes
Will you still love me,
Or will you toss me aside
Like a worn out shoe?

Days and nights
Made of hours and minutes
Visited by seekers
Wanting answers I cannot give.

I clean, I wait.
I work, rest, and ponder what is.
Inside I know the way,
Consciously I do not remember.

I chuckle sometimes
At the clever weaving of knowledge.
It really could not be any better,
In and out of dreams.

Awake, I am curious,
Am I sleeping?
Asleep seems more like waking,
A journey escalated.

A journey escalated,
Questions chosen for time.
Time winds down once more,
Few seem to care.

Senses are embraced,
For soon they will not be.
Sooner than I dare say,
Reboot.

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