Well, at least i think so…?

I guess i really don’t fit in any place very well any more..?
Or i am very scared… or something..?
It is like i have lost all hope…?
Like i have learned to much…?
or learned the wrong things…?
but what ever, i know that i am really really down…?
Down at the bottom of now where…?

I feel so out of place..?
Like i don’t fit in any more..?
Eire, like a comfortable gloom?
Sound like only my breathing in the room..?
Can no one find me..?
depressed with in my doom..?

What ever little speech i know…?
nothing but hurt all alone is what i know…?
Who is there for me..now..?
Not you Infinite, your are only the notions of my dreams…?
I so love to dream you, run to my bible to dream of you..?
You painted such a perfect picture, if only it where true..?
Damn the world and all,
the beauty is beyond the wall…
but here i sit, my soul upon the fires spit…?
cursed am I…?
I can not tell a lie… ?
so now where will i fit in… ?
alone in a room where there is no sin…?

Just who comes to visit the room of no sin…?
I have not heard a knock..?
please let me in..?
all i have now is my warm little heart…?
That is it, so tell me, where do i fit in…?

Seconds go by, and i hear not a “Hi”..?
Forsaken, an orb, i float in the room…?
a room of no sin..?

Tell me tell me, what can i pray for..?
is there any point, DNA, forged for its own…?
Lost i tell you, lost i tell you… ?
You know i so really really have to tell you?
Hear me, hear me… is this your glee..?
To love an enemy who can over power me…?

Try try as you might, i can put up a good fight..?
Talk to me, talk to me, i will wrestle you to test…?
There you are, i so very well know..?
Hide your face from me..?
So what, I will go….?

Just what is fair trade my dear Universe..my dear Infinite…?
That i should be cast in to the room of no sin..?
Alone, with out voice…?
For what good is one voice unto itself…?
For there is no one else in the room of no sin…?
Yet you stare…?
For this is how i know that you are there…?

Yes, i know the feeling of utter abandonment….?
the cross where you hung your precious head…?

all my Love…. Tiandra

Room of no Sin (poem by windiepink and the infinite in design)

From momentarycompression on wordpress

….james is of the Cree Nation, Iyiniwok people, and on Feb 20,09, james so kindly took it upon himself to nourish and feed my soul, in a Cree Blessing. Cree rimes with See….. now you know…

James was born in the land known as Peace River, not to far from where i came to be, High Prairie….. Beautiful in its spiritual rimes…..

Thank you James… lots of love… tianda

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in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make……………..

…..silent rime, originally uploaded by windiepink.

It has often been asked of me if we have lived life before… another life perhaps… reincarnated….. maybe many different lives… maybe none at all… we are just born, live, die….. that’s it….

Well since i no longer teach mystical matters… but have chosen rather to just hide the treasures around the internet for those who seek…. i will address this question here and now for the record..

You live only one conscious life, on infinite…. by the gift of the blood given you where in is stored the traits awaiting expression…. on inifinite means that you are here now doing the very things you have done infinite times before… and will do infinite times again….. but if you want to understand this concept… you must first search out the forces of compression…. physics is a good place to start…. but know you will not find the answer there….. the path will take you along to other areas of study… and here is a clue for you to use as a key in this study..

"each moment happens again and again because the infinite is the provider"

……phenomenon, originally uploaded by windiepink.

Cumulus clouds near Tularosa, New Mexico, originally uploaded by Zeestorm.

Cumulus clouds near Tularosa, New Mexico

This was during the summer of 2006. It was such a nice warm day, so I pulled off the road and took a few pictures and relaxed for awhile. It was so nice and quiet there!! (Zeestorm)

You know why i do this blog… because of this…

you see this photo.. it belongs to one Zeestorm… a very special somebody…. i can feel this photo in my heart… its pure art of the heart… beautiful…

Thank you Zeestorm for being the person you are.. true and pure.. as special as they come… tiandra…

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As i go through my blogs and flickr to find the special treasures i have scatered around… big smile.. it sounds so careless.. oh well. .. what can i say… what is most important to me to to find them and put them in this blog…

i really love Zeestorm… i can feel both God’s Love for you Jaye and the Goddess’s love for you Jaye… Zeestorm you are a symbol of some many precious ones like yourself.. the world is full of countless numbers of pure souls such as you my precious one…

Zeestrom real name is Jaye… beautiful name…

when i look at this photo.. i can see why God and the Goddess both Love you so much…..Jaye … it speaks to both of them at the same time… it speaks of respect… no religious dogma.. no pretentiousness… the words are the words of a pure moment in time… a sacred moment in time… a wonderful exchange in the universe of mutual awe.. and contentment…

“it was such a nice warm day, so i pulled off the road and took a few pictures and relaxed for awhile. It was so nice and quite there!”….. Jaye… you spent time with the universe… and the universe spent time with you.. as i mentioned… a meeting of contentment… you were so content with the universe.. the universe so content with you… this is known as an infinite moment to the ancients… eternal… for just as you and i strive for the moments of contentment.. so does the universe… i need say anymore… but i know you understand…

Jaye… i am thrilled that the Universe… introduced me to you… you really are very special.. not only to them.. but to me as well… hummmm… yes you will find this someday and read it.. you will surely wonder… i know…. what can i say…

Jaye… yes… you know there is something very different about me… much different than anyone you have ever come across… yet i am as if i am not… and more so.. like that which you know so… so i am all three to you.. big smile… yes you are loved… and i love to tell you… because i know you feel it in your heart in such a special way… just like i do when i tell you… big big smile…

yes.. Jaye… you are one of the treasures in the universe that sparkle….. all my love… tiandra…

Orchidé, originally uploaded by olidaone.

this is one of the things i love about my life… i found the beautiful work of one very special somebody… olidaone… yes.. i feature a lot of this someone who loves life… olidaone is my special gnome… you will have to read deep into my blog to learn what a gnome is… this capture is a clue..

olidaone… this is so beautiful… so soft and saintly… flowers are the songs of ones soul…. i love to keep my soul as beautiful as i can… this blog is but a small reflection of my soul… right here is a special song i so love to sing.. the words go like this..

………..this is ever so beautiful………….

thank you olidaone for sharing this beautiful song with us…. tiandra…

Amaryllis, originally uploaded by olidaone.

olidaone… there are some very special things that happen in life when we least expect them… this is one of those moments…….

………………………………………..both smiles and tears together

oh..kay… deep breath… another deep breath…… olidaone.. they are so beauitul.. you knew i would see them in my flickr stream and pull them up in my browser…

never expecting to be taken by this wonderful suprise… thank you…!!!!
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olidaone Pro User says:

U welcome Tiandra ;o)
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windiepink says:

… i love this one… thank you olidaone… i will visit here often…

i enjoyed my hike with you again… disappointed about my dropped comments.. oh well… i also enjoyed talking to Gunnel… she looks so good… she reminds me of enjoyment… someone who really enjoys life to the fulll… good for her….she is precious… i know she loves you like a mother.. i know how i love my two sons… so i know how she loves you…

be good.. tiandra….
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olidaone Pro User says:

It’s so nice and fun to have you here Tiandra – love it )
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windiepink says:

…. ok olidaone… i know i am a pest.. but you gave these to me as a gift.. so i love to visit them…. they are my secret little flickr treasure… i am the luckiest girl in the world.. thank you… Say hi to Gunnel for me… tell her to write when she has time….
enjoy your day today…. good bye… tiandra…

i was going to go… but i had to take one more look at them… they really are so very beautiful…. so very very beautiful… nature sings some wonderful songs… thats all i can say…
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olidaone Pro User says:

Tiandra – U not a pest – U the best – U know I love your coments – it bring me back to life

he he – I guess she read that before me – but I tell her
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windiepink says:

………………… i love to visit my flower…. uuuuuuummmmmmm beautiful…..
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olidaone Pro User says:

Thanks – you so welcome in my “internet garden” here on my site )
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…………i love this internet garden… how can you tell… i have to make sure my plants do not get upset…. no… they love to share me… i talk to them all the time… they are as happy as they come… and now the one i thought i might lose.. is starting to come back.. so all is well…

and this special flower.. yes… it is my special one… so there may be a long long list of comments here… i love to look at it… thank you oldiaone…
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you know, also our flower sometime need a rest – when the apeltree drop the leafs in fall – you don’t cut it down, you know it will come back in the spring – same thing with lot of our flowers – also they need som rest sometime so they can come back and bloom.
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Gunnel, originally uploaded by olidaone.

Gunnel…. i look upon your face and i see the beauty of life itself…. as only a mother can say it….

Gunnel… i love this photo.. it has become an important treasure to me… i find myself breaking out in a big smile and tears at the same time so often when i look up from my typing… i have written a number of long comments under it… i have spent a lot of time with you….in this photo…you talk to me in it…. the flowers… you know how much i love flowers… your lips…. they are… sending a kiss.. telling a special story…. whispering a secret…. smiling.. so many different things are spoken from your lips…. in just this one pose… i must say.. that son of yours.. he really is majic with that golden click of his…

Gunnel… i love this photo of you.. you look content.. yet… it has the right touch of concern…. concern for your special loves… as a mother myself.. i know what many of them are… again… that son of yours has a majic with the click only a gomne would have…. i can tell this is your favorite chair… you sit in this chair to take up your concerns…. joys… laughter…. rest…. i can go on and on… but it seems to me to be your favorite chair

Gunnel….i do not know to much about your other son yet… i do know he has majic of his own… much different from olidaone…. papa.. split it down the middle… half his gold he gave to one.. half his gold he gave to the other…. i am so happy you told me about his golden hands… i think about it often when i study olidaone’s work… it takes a very special eye to hand understanding to………………………………….

Gunnel… what else do i want to say… yes.. your other son…. i have studied a photo olidaone has taken where your son rests upon you…. this tells me that he is understanding of love in a very special and profound way…. he treasures it… just like olidaone…. olidaone took the photo this tells me he sees it…. it is a beautiful photo… i love when my sons rest upon me…. it is a mothers special warmth………

deep breath….. yes… Gunnel.. you know what i am thinking…. you are a big bunddle of love…. and this love is what you are all about.. you know i am the same… we are of like minds… you make me smile…

Gunnel… i am going to put this photo in my special treasure chest i have made for myself… my windiepinkgold treasure chest… a place where i keep that which is most meaningful to me… i have made a file called Gunnel.. so i can add others of you… i will never be able to give you photos of me… i am a spiritual child… and i will always remain this way with you…. my spirit only is my gift to you…. know it is the greatest beauty i have to offer…

Gunnel.. you are a very beautiful women… as beautiful as they come… perfect… perfectly perfect… i have only to say this…. what makes me so special is.. i know this…. i am a blessed child… for i can see…. how perfect you are… this is not flattery… this is understanding… be as you will……

all my love… tiandra….