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Back to the Garden

Published June 24, 2024 by tindertender

I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, “Where are you going?”
And this he told me

I’m going on down to Yasgur’s Farm
I’m gonna join in a rock and roll band
I’m gonna camp out on the land
I’m gonna try and get my soul free

We are stardust
We are golden
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can I walk beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog
In something turning

Well, maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it’s the time of man
I don’t know who I am
But you know life is for learning

We are stardust
We are golden
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration

And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devil’s bargain
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Joni Mitchell

Woodstock lyrics © Crazy Crow Music

Transparency ~ As Real as it Gets

Published March 21, 2024 by tindertender

Starting each day I shall remember to communicate my joy as well as my despair so that we can know each other better.

I shall remind myself to really listen to you and to try to hear your point of view, and discover the least threatening way of giving you mine, remembering that we both are growing and changing in a hundred different ways.

I shall remind myself that I am a human being and not demand perfection from you until I am perfect…..so….you’re safe…….

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Gather the Tribe

Published March 1, 2024 by tindertender

The old threads are unraveling,
Get your needles ready.
We are stitching a new quilt
of Humanity.

Bring your old t-shirts,
worn out jeans, scarves,
antique gowns, aprons,
old pockets of plenty
who have held Earth’s treasures,
stones, feathers, leaves,
love notes on paper.

Each stitch
A mindful meditation.
Each piece of material
A story.
The more colour the better,
so call in the Tribes.

Threads of browns, whites,
reds, oranges
Women from all nations
start stitching.
Let’s recycle the hate, the abuse,
the fear, the judgment.
Turn it over, wash it clean,
ring it out to dry.

It’s a revolution
of recycled wears.
Threads of greens, blues, purples
Colourful threads
of peace, kindness,
respect, compassion
are being stitched
from one continent to the next
over forests, oceans, mountains.

The work is hard
Your fingers may bleed.
But each cloth stitched together
Brings together a community.
A world, our future world
Under one colourful quilt.
The new quilt of humanity.”

~ Julia Myers

“Thread of life” By Jakki Moore

Power of the Mind ~ Singing Your Story

Published February 8, 2024 by tindertender

You know how many times I’ve been told I’d never make it on my own? That I lacked what it took to care for self? Many. And I said piss the f off!! And at times I survived on top ramen and baked potatoes, but I actually really love baked potatoes and top ramen. Public transportation … bicycle transport … sleeping on the floor in a sparsely furnished apartment .. for a time even, houseless, sleeping in my car. f-them. Freedom often doesn’t look extravagant. But it’s priceless and worth fighting for.

They target the mind, filling it with jargon and trash. They need you in agreement with whatever storyline they give you. They need you to agree to your own limitations, your helpless inability to affect positive change. They need you to rely on them to tell you who you are and what you are capable of.

Stop confirming their lies, their made-up storyline about you! Don’t agree, or take on as truth the bullshit word magic spoken over you and your life to make you small or break you, to minimize you.

They take your song, the blessing of God given essence, coded particularly with your own self for personal expression in this world, and they change the notes, the tune, the tempo. And they’ll rewrite it occasionally, rescript you .. f them bishes.

Some folks can’t stand to see you shine.

They’ll demand you utilize this shiny goodness to fulfill their wishes and demands.

Man!! A friggen TREE is friendlier than many family members or “friends”.

Claim your song.

Creator coded it and gifted it special to you.

Songs for the Cosmic Lover

Published December 17, 2023 by tindertender

Wow! Catch a body. Cosmic love songs.

Those who don’t have bodies, but love deeply, to love….

The pain of separation is what this speaks of to me.

Midnight psychic lovers …

Believe It ~ All Things Are Possible

Published December 15, 2023 by tindertender

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Believe it, receive it, achieve it
Believe it (Believe it) receive it (Receive it), achieve it (Achieve it)
Believe it, receive it, achieve it
Believe it (Believe it) receive it (Receive it), achieve it (Achieve it)
All things are possible (Possible), all things are possible (Possible)
All things are possible (Possible), all things are possible (Possible)
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)

[Verse]
Believe it (Yeah), receive it, achieve it (They possible)
Believe it (Yeah), receive it, achieve it (They possible)
Believe it (Yeah), receive it, achieve it (They possible)
Believe it (Yeah), receive it (Yeah), achieve it
All things are possible, all things are possible (Possible)
All things are possible, all things are possible (Possible)
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe (Possible)
Look at all the possibilities, they only possible if you believe (Possible)
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(All things are possible, possible, possible, possible)
(Yeah, it’s possible)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)
(Look at all the possibilities)
(Believe it)
(Receive it, achieve it)

[Outro]
All things are possible
(Yeah, it’s possible)
All things are possible
(Yeah, it’s possible)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)

Let it Rain

Published November 29, 2023 by tindertender

Please Jah, let it rain
Let it wash all this wickedness away
So much sorrow, so much pain
Let the sun come out to shine another day

Please Jah, let it rain
And if our roots are strong we will remain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain

In the beginning there was only Love
All was connected to the Most High above
Every creature lived in harmony
There was no language for the word enemy

All animals were equal under Jah sun
There was just enough food for everyone
There were no squabbles and no ego trips
There was no language for the word ownership

Then along came mankind, eager to prove his worth and his might
To conquer the land, conquer the seas, conquer the skies
A God in his own eyes

But be careful you build your house too high
Standing on your tiptoes trying to touch the sky, you’re gonna topple
Look how your foundation crumble
You had everything you could need, but you just couldn’t keep it simple

Please Jah, let it rain
Let it wash all this wickedness away
So much sorrow, so much pain
Let the sun come out to shine another day

How long will we wait for humanity to come around
Is the gap too great to cross this divide and be reunited

I should have known it, I should have seen it coming creeping like a shadow on my heart, hungry like a vampire
I should have felt it, historically the signs were there for all to see, esoterically hidden in plain sight
So gather your freedom and hold it tight, yeah we’re gonna live it up tonight
Follow me brother cause babylon never discover the treasure that we hold, oh no

How long will we wait, open the doors of Zion gate
We will suffer no more
Can’t you hear we knocking, knocking at your door

How long will we wait
Will we open the seventh and seal our fate
Is the gap too great, to cross this divide and be reunited

‘Cause they will never give up, ’til they sucked every last drop of blood from out of our veins
So we got only one choice, listen closely to my voice, we got to take back our freedom

Please Jah, let it rain
Let it wash all this wickedness away
So much sorrow, so much pain
Let the sun come out to shine another day

I love you. Let’s go on a permanent holiday.

Gotta Let Them Go

Published November 16, 2023 by tindertender

I’ve decided …..
I’m going to attend Unity Church on Sundays.
I’m going to find a yoga studio and get serious about flexibility.
I’m going to find a gym so I can rebuild muscle and fill out my skin.
I don’t need approval or permission. I don’t need company.
If I meet someone along the way who is interested in what I am, also, perhaps we’ll be friends.
I’m not going to force myself into someone else’s idea of what my life should look like.
It took me 20 years of shadow work to get where I am. Folks who have barely meditated, coming in to steer me … denied.
I’m not a “member” of anything other than Life, and the Love it should embody.
I flow into what brings me joy.
When it stops, and begins to bring me upset, I cut out whatever it is. Not because there’s no love, or any disrespect. But because I love, honor and respect myself enough not to let her drown in others opinions about what is right and best for her.
I’ll figure it out for Self.
She deserves her authentic and transparent heart to live in beauty without these trespasses and abuses which attempt to squash her heart, strip her song, and replace it with their own.
Just because someone gives you a gift doesn’t mean you have to relinquish yourself.
Just because someone shows you a kindness doesn’t give them permission to reformat you.
Leave the kindness if you must.
Pack up, live in a tent.
Whatever it takes to come back to Self, and it’s connection to it’s own higher self, and to God.
No one can walk your path for you.
Although many will insist you’re doing it wrong,
And disapprove.
Trying to force you into their mold.
Gotta let them go.

Cat Jamz ~ For Fun

Published June 29, 2023 by tindertender

Franco Battiato – The Care

Published May 3, 2023 by tindertender

A young girls dream.