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You Are The Creator

Published March 31, 2021 by tindertender

Ipalnemohuani noyolo paki
“You are the creator of all life, you bring joy to my heart”

tlatzokamatli, Tonantzin (2x)
“I am grateful to you, Mother Earth”

Huey Tonantzin, Huey Tonantzin
“Great Mother Earth, Great Mother Earth”

Our Game

Published February 26, 2021 by tindertender

A story told of long ago
Before they knew
They were powerful.
Materials ruled the world
They sang sad songs
Of how they suffered.
With narrow eyes
And twice sold lies,
A victims view
From inside a cube
My Love

Then all at once
But one by one
They heard the call
A simple song saying
“When would you like
To leave it all behind?
You can quit all your sorrow
Lose track of time
And jump in- surrender
Wash it all away
Jump in and remember
This is our game
My Love”

And now the tables have turned
And the scales have evened
And the Illusions
Are breaking at the seams
And the patterns
And problems
And prisons of the past
Will be pushed under the table
Never meant to Last
And we grow in numbers
Day by day
A familiar smile
Upon your face
My Love.

Then all at once
But one by one
They Heard the call
A simple song,
Saying, “When would you like
to leave it all behind?
You can quit all your sorrow
Lose track of time
And jump In- surrender
Jump in- surrender
Wash it all away
Jump in and remember
This is our game
My Love”

The Sacred

Published February 26, 2021 by tindertender

In this moment all the earth, stands still
Time unwinds its coil
Life is filled to the brim
With spaciousness

Oh, how simple
Oh, the sacred
Oh, how simple
Oh, the sacred

Unfolding sighs, and cries rang out
A universal openness
Each spirit here sang in tune
Into ferocious Love

No fear here
No fear here
No fear here
Here

Oh, the sacred
Oh, the sacred

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Pepper R Proud / Masaru Higasa Swanson

Waking From Sleep

Published February 25, 2021 by tindertender

The heat of the sun
Scorches the valley
A new time is at hand
River’s receding
From the edges
Dryness of the land
As the sun highlights
The light white dust
From the bottom
Of a dried up lake
The cloud will rise up
Unfurling edges
A beckoning spirit

Saying when is the time
If its not too late
Color of rage
Color of change
Color of strain
Color of pain
No more restraint
Call in the rain
No more restraint
Call in the rain

This land won’t bear
If it can’t weep
Thousands of hearts
Waking from sleep
Deep in the well
Rises the tide
The time is at hand
No where to hide
Suppressing the passion
Subjective lies
Devices to keep
The truth here denied
It won’t be an option
No time to decide
Together we fall
Together we rise

Saying when is the time
If its not too late
Color of rage
Color of change
Color of strain
Color of pain
No more restraint
Call in the rain
No more restraint
Call in the rain
No more restraint
Call in the rain

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Masaru Higasa Swanson

Zitkála-Šá, aka Gertrude Simmons Bonnin

Published February 23, 2021 by tindertender

145 years ago, on Tuesday, February 22, 1876, noted Native-American Yankton Dakota author, editor, musician, composer, teacher, & political activist Zitkála-Šá “Red Bird” (1876-1938), was born on the Yankton Reservation in Dakota Territory.

Zitkála-Šá, also known by her Christian-missionary given name Gertrude Simmons Bonnin, was the first Native-American-Indian woman to compose an opera, “The Sun Dance,” which was co-written with noted opera composer William Frederick Hanson (1887-1969) of Brigham Young University who transcribed the traditional Sioux melodies that she played on her violin to create the first musical piece written with traditional Indian themes.

Zitkála-Šá was taken from her family to White’s Manual Labor Institute in Wabash, Indiana where she was forced to pray like a Quaker & cut her hair; however, she was happy about being taught to read, write, & play the violin — an education that she soon put to good use. She attended Earlham College on a Scholarship, but a few weeks before graduation she had to leave the school on account of illness. Her prose & poetry & her musical compositions impressed many white people who were amazed that an Indian girl so lately removed from “savagery” could be such an accomplished artist.

The 1898 photograph by influential American photographer Gertrude Käsebier (1852–1934) depicts Zitkála-Šá at around the age of 22

Inner Peace

Published February 23, 2021 by tindertender

Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me
Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me

Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me
Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me

My heart is open
I am aware
In me is a knowing
Of love, love, love

My heart is open
I am aware
In me is a knowing
Of love, love, love, love o-h…

Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me
Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me

Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me
Please let me feel inner peace
From my center at the center of me

My heart is open
I am aware
In me is a knowing
Of love, love, love

My heart is open
I am aware
In me is a knowing
Of love, love, love, love o-h…

Source: Musixmatch

Hey Queen!

Published February 23, 2021 by tindertender

I Love You!

Fresh!!

Published February 19, 2021 by tindertender

Oooohhh I Am so blessed!

I arrived home from work to a warm house. I took my shower right after I ate the dinner I brought home, fully expecting it to be necessary. I was pleasantly surprised!

As I was showering a song came to mind, and I sang it the whole time I bathed, luxury!!!!

Joy to the World!!!!

When I got out of the shower and was toweling off another little diddy came to mind …

She’s Fresh!!!!

I Am so Grateful!

Sending Great Love to you All ~

Rise Up, My Sisters

Published February 19, 2021 by tindertender

I am the river of life
I am the keeper of this dream
Walk with me I’ll tell you a thousand stories
Long ago given to the earth

These mountains tall
They are my only walls
In this temple where I bow

Haseya

Rise up, my sisters, rise up
We are the water, the sacred cup
It’s in our hands that all life grows
It’s in your dance, it’s in your hands
It’s in your love we rise above

It’s in your song I hear my soul
So rise up, my sisters, rise up
Let us lift each other up
Sing it from your heart
and from your soul

Haseya

Sun and moon they shine together
She moves the waters
and dances with the heavens

In your eyes I see Haseya rise
In your eyes I see the giver of this life

Haseya

https://sagamonadnock.com/blog/finding-meaning-in-haseya

Loving Embrace

Published February 18, 2021 by tindertender