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One More Try

Published September 14, 2022 by tindertender

Last time people began to come together, they drafted the men for a needless war (https://www.britannica.com/event/Vietnam-War) effectively robbing the joy being birthed in their hearts.

Will the people allow it again?

Look over yonder
What do you see?
The sun is a-rising
Most definitely

A new day is coming (ooh, ooh)
People are changing
Ain’t it beautiful? (Ooh, ooh)
Crystal blue persuasion

Better get ready to see the light
Love, love is the answer (ooh, ooh)
And that’s all right

So don’t you give up now (ooh, ooh)
So easy to find
Just look to your soul (your soul)
And open your mind

Crystal blue persuasion, hmm, hmm
It’s a new vibration
Crystal blue persuasion
Crystal
Blue persuasion

Maybe tomorrow
When he looks down
On every green field (ooh, ooh)
And every town
All of his children
And every nation
There’ll be peace and good brotherhood

Crystal blue persuasion, yeah
Crystal blue persuasion, aah-aah
Crystal blue persuasion, aah-aah
(Crystal blue persuasion, aah-aah)

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Eddie Morley Gray / Mike Vale / Tommy James

Crystal Blue Persuasion lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

The Shift, The Gift

Published September 14, 2022 by tindertender

I feel the emotions we carry are WE transmuting the pain that dwells in the shadows on the collective.

You are all doing such a great job!!

It comes in and your brave, tender heart transmutes it, and often it isn’t a pretty scene, but you’re doing great, despite how it feels.

Let It Out! Let It Leave. Be Transformed.

Published September 14, 2022 by tindertender

The hard shell of the heart is cracking open. Cry if you feel the need. It’s all about release. Release of that which no longer serves our highest interest.

Try not to be destructive during your release. We don’t want to add darkness to our new creation.

Or at least try not to get your destruction on anyone else. Remember, we are all being affected now.

The Most High means to claim us, we are his children.

Relax. Breathe. Cry. Throw the pillow. Leave the dirty laundry. Ground with Mother Nature.

Remember you are Loved,

Regardless of the excuses others have given you claiming the opposite.

Love Letter

Published September 13, 2022 by tindertender

I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.

And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.

–Clementine von Radics

Art |Le Nevralgie Costanti

Truth As I Witness It

Published September 13, 2022 by tindertender

“They” wield no true authority.
What they have is magical agreements with demons, and chaos.
Although they call this authority, it is not that which is true.
Because they can overwhelm the consciousness of a single individual with their hive mind, doesn’t equate authority either.
I’ve heard it,
I’ve seen it,
I’ve embodied the emotion of it.

And also it’s opposite.
They are not the same,
Nor ever will be.

Dear Men …

Published September 13, 2022 by tindertender

We miss you.
Deeply.
When women gather together in circles..
we tell stories of how much we long for you. Crave you.
Pray for you to rise and meet us here.
We mourn your missing presence.
In our childhoods.
In the homes we’ve built without you.
In our beds.
We hold hands and beg God to set you free from whatever keeps you from standing at our sides.
Right here.
Here In intimacy.
In integrity.
In wholeness.
In freedom.
The places where you are caught in dishonesty..
shame..
fear..
addiction..
we grieve and rage over.
We see your pain and we see your power.
We miss you.
We love you.
We can’t wait for you to come home
For the men who have..
thank you so much.
Please call your brothers..
start men’s circles..
show them the manuals.
Tell them of what you gave up.
Of your brokenness and acceptance.
Of what it truly means to take up the mantle of protector.
Please.
There aren’t enough fathers..
resources and leaders for men to sit at the feet of.
The women have tried.
We can’t do it.
The restoration must come from within the Masculine.
The Feminine cannot mother grown men into wholeness.
We cannot strap men to our backs and walk.
We tried.
We bow out.
Not gracefully.
But in mournful acceptance nonetheless.
And we will wait for you to burst free from the shackles patriarchy has placed on you.
We pray.
We pray.
We pray.
For the Great Remembrance.~

~Shade Ashani

art: Dorina Costras
Repost: Sacred Dreams

Messages From Above

Published September 12, 2022 by tindertender

“Patience, patience, patience. Time has outwitted them once again.”

The priceless little nuggets in my life.

I am grateful.

Such a Blessing!

Morning Prayer

Published September 12, 2022 by tindertender

Most High,
Thy Will be done!
Thy Kingdom come,
On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Honestly my King, my God, according to my current mood it cannot come soon enough. But You are the Master of Strategy, and I dare not assume otherwise. I have faith in Your Victory, in Your proper timing.

I will practice patience. 🙏🏼

Spells, Lies and Murder

Published September 12, 2022 by tindertender

Kite. Hit. Steel. Plane. Must.

Kids were reciting the words as the towers were being taken down. Satanic.

This was a ritual sacrifice.

A painting of Bush from Epstein Island. Two toppled Jenga towers while he plays with airplanes. Can you envision the children present who were not painted, but who participated in the ritual there too, just as the children above in classroom.

Because the dark magic spell they’re under was strong. All those innocent souls sacrificed so evil can remain in power.

You Are The Medicine

Published September 11, 2022 by tindertender

“Heal yourself with the light of the sun and the rays of the moon, with the sound of the river and the waterfall. With the swaying of the sea and the fluttering of birds.

Heal yourself with mint, and take eucalyptus.

Sweeten yourself with lavender, rosemary and chamomile.

Embrace yourself with the cocoa bean and a hint of cinnamon.

Put love in tea instead of sugar, and look to the stars.

Heal yourself with the kisses the wind gives you and the hugs of the rain.

Become strong with bare feet on the ground and with everything that comes out of it.

Get smarter every day by listening to your intuition, looking at the world with the eye of your forehead.

Jump, dance, sing, so that you live happier.

Heal yourself, with beautiful love, and always remember… you are the medicine. “

Maria Sabina, Mexican curandera (medicine woman) and poetess.

🦋 Dutch version can be found on @Arindagroep🦋

En Eeke Mai Ea

xxx Soraya Nadia