All posts tagged Music

Dreaming … Wide Awake

Published December 31, 2019 by tindertender

A young, bearded, no mustached man came to me in the moments between waking and sleeping this morning.

He said time was short, and he wanted to sing me a song.

His face was sweet. His voice was sweet.

I rose to thank him, hug him.

I looked at the paper where the words to his song was written.

Two lines, before the one about me stood out.

They said, “I don’t give a fuck about Donald Trump, I dream of his wife …” then the part about me … whatever it was.

My focus cut out after reading these words.



The sweetness of the face, the sweetness of the song, do not match the words or intention.

Completely backwards.

A friend of mine said that these ones (for this is not my first experience) have been “cut off”.

Hoping it remains so.

I’m certain you are already, but please guard The First Lady well Mr. President Trump. As you know, this is much bigger than the ‘physical’.

The Day Begins

Published December 21, 2019 by tindertender

“Cold hearted orb that rules the night

Removes the colors from our sight

Red is gray and yellow white

But we decide which is right

And which is an illusion.

Pinprick holes in a colorless sky

Let insipid figures of light pass by

The mighty light of ten thousand suns

Challenges infinity and is soon gone.

Nighttime to some, a brief interlude

To others the fear of solitude

Brave Helios, wake up your steeds

Bring the warmth the countryside needs.”

#MoodyBlues, Days of Future Past

At The Dance

Published December 15, 2019 by tindertender

I sit and listen as he plays his guitar, no singing, a simple, beautiful melody.

Haunting at times, the din in the cafe fades. I am taken to a place, forlone , and yet hopeful for peace.

I envision a courtyard dance and romance. Lovers sitting on a short brick wall, holding hands

Cacophony ~ watching as children chase each other in circle, dust of the ground flying high, and laughter.

Chickens and dogs crossing the street, there is no set rule for the way things ought to be.

It just is …

A green meadow – confusion as it is wondered which direction the river is. Where is the water?

A cantina … men in boots, dancing, at peace with each other. Joy fills the air.

It is night and a fire is lit, out of doors, under the moon and the stars.

More dancing and merry making.

Relaxing, time for sleep.

Yet someone is always keeping watch …

Those Who Judge Will Judge … Those Who Love Will Love

Published December 12, 2019 by tindertender

These days you may receive messages from ‘outside sources’ that say they are watching you, judging you, attempting to instill fear in you. They may be watching your dreams, manipulating them, and even attempting to manipulate your waking moments.

Remember, only antagonists do these things … never those who are of love and of benevolence.

Do what makes you soul sing. If it does not hurt self or others, it is good. Never let someone tell you it is not, and that it shall be judged harshly. Only those who wish to control you will buck at your freedom, and free expressions of joy and love.

We have been aware of those in physical form who do these things. They do not stop once they lose their physical form … they are utilized by the ones who wish for mass chaos in this world.

Fight this interference. This is your life we are talking about … stand firm, tall, and capable …. for you are fully capable of withstanding this distraction.

Adi Shakti, Adi Shakti, Adi Shakti, Namo Namo (I bow to the Primal Power), Sarb Shakti, Sarb Shakti, Sarb Shakti (I bow to all encompassing Power and Energy), Pritham Bhagvati, Pritham Bhagvati, Pritham Bhagvati, Namo Namo (I bow to that which God creates), Kundalini Mata Shakti, Kundalini Mata Shakti, Kundalini Mata Shakti, Namo Namo (I bow to the creative power of the Kundalini, the Divine Mother Power).

You can only bow to the base-of-all in silence, in non-action. For a moment, leave everything as it is. Release your attention so that it is nowhere in particular. That is true equanimity. The supreme meditation is without definition or limitations. Don’t do anything in particular, or you will obscure this limitless meditation. Leave your thoughts be, without replying to them or following them. They will exhaust by themselves.” ~ Masters of the Zhang Zhung Nyengyud of Bonpo Dzogchen

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