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Ancestry, Heritage and the Future

Published February 6, 2019 by tindertender

Those that are highly tuned to heritage and past generations speak frequently of the ancestors. Their bond is strong, something to be cherished.

I have always longed for this. It was never clear to me what my genealogy is, who my relatives were, or for that matter, who my nearest relatives are. Even grandmothers did not seem too interested in speaking of their life, or knowing me.

As a believer in reincarnation, I recently wondered what happens to those who’s family line ends with them. If future relatives are non-existent, and no more bodies are to be produced in the familial line, does this mean that all souls in that family line can no longer be birthed into the world?

Hopefully there is a kabosh put on 5G, and wireless in general, for this technology damages ova in females. With ova being broken down, the dna breaks down as well. It has potential for wiping out the human race in just a few generations, at least the ‘human race’ we’ve been accustomed to.

https://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/latest-news/757194/5g-wireless-network-deadly-cancer-Arthur-Robert-Firstenberg-technology-news

Thinking of ancestry now, it is apparent that the way generational family trees spread out, over time the heritage lines have been interwoven in such a major way that there will most likely always be a body born for us to return to.

With that thought, I’ll turn off the radio, lean my head back, and just still the mind … see what shows up.

Break The Program

Published November 15, 2018 by tindertender

I stood upon the forest floor and as my gaze drew to the ground I saw a log, hollow. Upon looking, I saw a creature within this hollowed out log, watching me.

I wonder about nature as it deteriorates, becoming one with the earth once more, only now rather than planting roots, it dissolves into the soil feeding the little critters dwelling there.

Human and animal bodies, all of them, eventually dissolve back into the earth. The soil is enmeshed with generations of life.

“Steel caskets first appeared in the late 1840s“. https://www.assemblymag.com/articles/87043-the-history-of-caskets

Imagine all of the life that was wrapped in cloth, buried in a pine box, or just left to slowly decompose. Think of all the animals killed on highways, or by other animals, or by humans during trophy hunts, among other things. ALL of that life is contributed to the planet, to the earths soil, which supplies us with food, water, and materials to build.

How often do we go about our daily life neglecting to consider the earth we walk upon, or the components of it. Why is it so difficult to know, to admit, and to embrace the unity we share with those who came before us, those who are here with us now (in flesh, and in spirit) and those who will come at a later time?

It seems to me that the public, world-wide, have been corralled into this situation of “me” and “mine” and “forget everyone and everything else”. What little we are allowed to retain after taxation is just enough (for the average person) to get by until the next pay day. Often the taxes paid go to care for others who are able to work, but don’t.

I am aware there are those who physically and mentally cannot do many jobs that are available, and they require assistance. I am also aware of those who just want to skate through life at the expense of others (taking pride in their clever ability to work the system).

When so little remains after a hard work week it is difficult to release what has been saved … to give. But if we do not find a way to open our hearts, to share with each other … if we choose to remain closed off and in the practice of hoarding, we will also be closed off to abundance.

It is hard when there are so many scam artists and thieves. When those who forcibly ‘take’ from others choose to expend their energy in creating fear and pain, they no longer gift the world good … perhaps ‘good’ has left them.

When I mention being open to giving, I do not mean to roll over while thugs demand the bounty.

There will come a time very soon when robber will only have the robber to take from, and the murderer or rapist will only have the same to reflect their actions, and then they will nullify each other’s existence … all of them.

Where will those who choose peace, caring, and love be when all this goes down? Well, I cannot say for certain. I get the distinct feeling they will be just on the outside, looking in. I can only hope this is where I will be, yet at the same time I hope I will not have to watch it end.

In my opinion, people who are uncertain that life continues after the body dies are more inclined to behave in a manner that is destructive. If they knew that life never ends, it only changes, constantly, perhaps actions would be different. We see these changes while in physical form as we age from infant, to toddler, to young child, to teenager, to adult, and then elder. Our appearance changes drastically, as well as our inner person, just as drastically.

When this body quits us, life continues just as before, yet in a different form. I imagine how that might look, and once again my creative visualization stalls.

What does one star appear to be, when viewed by another star?

When a woman looks upon another woman, what does she see? Clothing, vehicle, partner … does she see tenderness, or fear, or anger? Is she able to see depth, or is everything surface level? Cold, or warm? Does she begin to compare herself to this vision she sees? Is she capable of looking deeper, into the nearly imperceptible similarities she has in common with those she observes? Will she be able to stand tall in her uniqueness, while embracing the likeness she shares with others?

Too much time is spent thinking and wishing to be someone or something we are not. Rather, think of something you would like to try, painting, writing, dancing … and then try it. If you don’t really like it, try something else. And so on.

When I first started taking myself out to dinner I was self conscious. It felt as though people were staring, wondering why I was alone. It took a while to get past that, to get used to just enjoying life without needing to entertain another, or to be entertained.

Now I do many things I did not do before. Some of these things I am good at, others, I work at. Whatever we do, we should do it while lifting each other, encouraging each other and living the advise we share.

I have a friend who told me I needed to take ‘pride’ in my appearance. What he meant was, “You’re fat, join a gym.” I finally got tired of it and told him he was wrong. What I needed to do was learn to ‘love me’ just the way I am.

There are those in the world who will always point out their perception of what is wrong, or what is right. Many people will work diligently to ‘mold’ those around them, to manipulate circumstances to achieve a certain action – response – action – response. They’ll work very hard to get the results they desire. We see this everywhere in this world. Governments, corporations, different religions, on into the smaller, more personal relationships.

FYI ~ this is a human trait … we all do it, even while many will deny it.

The only cure is to simply stop playing the game. As difficult as the program is to break … treat yourself to participation in the bigger picture.

River of Life

Published October 21, 2018 by tindertender

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Late at night thoughts come and go as I lay in a state between worlds, conscious and subconscious, waking and sleep.

I considered spinning cocoons of light around certain situations in order to brighten the energy when I was in various places. Since I choose not to impose my will upon others preferred states, I soon came to the conclusion that it is better to spin a cocoon of light around myself, fluid, and since it was a cocoon of my making I could stay within it, or move in and out of it as I willed. From this point, in theory, it is possible to throw little spears of light into the smoky haze which emanates form different forms.

I consider the word and concept of ‘spears’, and yet again my view on the way light is utilized changes. There is no need to throw anything, whether positive or negative.

While considering all the ways to visualize this light and energy work, I was visited by Owl.

In the Navajo belief system, The Owl is the envoy of the supernatural world and earth-bound spirits.
http://blog.shamansmarket.com/the-medicine-and-mythology-of-owls/

Owl medicine is a feminine trait and is symbolically associated with clairvoyance, astral projection, and magic.
http://www.birdclan.org/owl.html

I continued to move in a world between waking and sleeping where it became clear that fighting does not win wars, fighting keeps the wars from ending. There must be new techniques embraced for bringing peace to this world if it is sincerely something the majority wish to happen.

As I came to this conclusion I was visited by Golden Eagle. The head of this majestic bird was tilted down as though peering at those on the ground. Its eyes were fierce.
http://www.d.umn.edu/cla/faculty/tbacig/studproj/a1041/eagle/native.html
http://www.shamanicjourney.com/eagle-power-animal-symbol-of-spirit-vision-and-strength

Eagle Medicine is the power of the Great Spirit, 
the connection to the Divine. It is the ability to live
in the realm of spirit, and yet remain connected
and balanced within the realm of Earth. Eagle
soars, and is quick to observe expansiveness within
the overall pattern of life. From the heights of the
clouds, Eagle is close to the heavens where the
Great Spirit dwells.
~ Jamie Sams, Seneca/Choctaw, and David Carson, Choctaw

The energy generated by trying to force issues, or outcomes is utilized by those who oppose the results desired. It is important to relax, allowing the energetic input to mellow. Like a limp noodle it doesn’t have anything to offer the opposition as rigidity or force. There is less to be manipulated.

All people are having the same experience. We are watching each other as we do this. It is easy to make judgement about what we see rather then appreciating what each life brings to the whole. Rather than improving on areas of need, we tend to judge and punish.

Life is a river. When individuality is removed we can visualize all people on the banks of this river. Their fingertips are playing in the flow as it passes by … dabbling here and there in the experiences it offers.

Since this River of Life is beyond time, and yet within it, those of the past and the present and the future are all in line with their fingertips touching the flow. Millions, upon trillions of lives, united in this same stream, all energetic influences intertwined.

While writing of these late night thought forms I remember my instructor and what she said. In this work, if you come from a place of love, for the highest and best good for what people are able and willing to accept, unattached from outcomes or the need to impose our will on them, then the healing will be all that is needed. (not verbatim, but from memory this is the gist of what I absorbed from the lesson).

There is no ‘fail’ when there is simply love and a desire to promote peace and well-being.

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