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wolverina2002 · 1 year

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Alea´s life

I finally did a cohesive timeline of Alea´s life and thought I´d share.

October 5th 2933: Alea is born, after the death of her father, Arathorn II

2951: Aragorn leaves for the wilderness after learning of his heritage. Alea remains in Rivendell

2953: Alea follows her brother into the wild and finds Gawad

2956: Alea recieves Silmaril

2957: Alea, Elladan and Elrohir go to search for Maglor

2959: Alea means Haleth and his tribe and he volunteers to be their guide

2959-2967: Alea, the Twins ride along the west coast of Harad

2967: Alea seperates from the Twins to go north again. She and Maglor meet. Maglor teaches her.

2968: After spending the winter in the Gray Havens, Alea and Maglor return to Rivendell

2978: Alea follows rumors of witchcraft and finds the six year old Geralt. She takes him in.

2980: Alea in present in Lórien when Arwen promises her hand to Aragorn. She convinces Maglor to play one of his songs.

3001: Gandalf asks her for aid in locating Gollum. Alea agrees.

3007:

April 23th: Alea meets Faramir for the first time

Midwinter: Alea and Faramir meet again on the winter ball in Dol Amroth and dance all night

3008:

January 4th: Alea takes leave from Gondor to follow rumors of Gollum in Rohan

February 16th: Alea meets Éomer and they spend two months chasing rumors of Gollum. Éomer teaches her games and songs of the Rohirrim

May: Alea and Geralt meet by the Swanfleet and Alea is introduced to Jaskier. They follow a trail they hope to be Gollum´s and fight a swamp troll.

October 1th: Alea returns to Rivendell

3009:

March 18th: Alea returns to Ithilien and gifts Faramir the horse Gwaemeril.

April 30th: Aragorn joins her and requests help in tracking Gollum. The rangers spread out to hunt.

June 20th: Aragorn goes to search the Morgul Vale and Alea and Faramir turn to search along the edge of the Nindalf.

July 1th: Damrod´s bloodhound finds Gollum´s trail

July: Alea and the Rangers track Gollum into and through the Dead Marshes

August 1th: Aragorn rejoins them and they close in on Gollum

August 10th: Gollum is captured and Alea and Aragorn take him north. Alea and Faramir kiss openly

August 25th: Geralt, Gyltor, Hastur and Ferris find the siblings at the southern border of the Brown Lands and join them in bringing Gollum to Mirkwood

3010-3018: Alea continued to visit Faramir. They work to kindle hope in Gondor

The War Of The Ring

3018:

20th September: Alea, Gyltor, Hastur and Ferris are chased by warges and fight them off

22th September: Alea and her companions find the horse Graystorm in Tharbad and pick up Boromir´s trail

25th September: they safe Boromir from a pack of wolves and agree to take him to Rivendell.

20th October: They witness the flood down the Bruinen

25th October: Council of Elrond, Alea vows to aid Gondor

27th October: Alea, Maglor, Boromir and others ride for Fornost

1th November: The muster of the North begins

15th December: Alea, Aragorn and Boromir leave Fornost

17th December: they seperate by Bree. Alea rides south

25th December: Alea reaches Caradhras

25th-28th December: Alea crosses the Redhorn Gate

29th December: Alea reaches Caras Galadhon

3019:

5th January: Galadriel gifts Alea the Whist Flower clasp

6th January: Alea departs from Lórien

20th January: Alea crosses the Anduin and reunites with Faramir

16th February: A falcon brings the news of Gandalf´s death and the Followship leaving Lórien. Alea and Faramir plan for her to meet the Fellowship at Parth Galen

24th February: Fion brings the news of the boats passing Sarn Gebir. Alea sets out

26th February: Alea reaches Amon Hen and safes Boromir. The Three Hunters set out. Fion carries news of Sam and Frodo to Faramir.

28th February: Boromir is well enough to ride and they set out after the Three Hunters

30th February: Alea and Boromir come upon the Three Hunters and Éomer. Éomer warns Alea of snakes

From there, it´s pretty much identical to the timeline in canon.

#timeline #fanfiction #lord of the rings

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bezdddakota · 2 years

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It just hit me that I’m angry that they didn’t do a “ Return To The Shire “ for The Followship Of The Ring’s anniversary!!

#we got a weird rap song for it!!#lord of the rings #followship of the ring

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notlikethemoviess · 7 years

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The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001) dir. Peter Jackson

“It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing.”

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weilanying · 3 years

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For the Bagginshield people!!

I need help finding a fanfic, I have come back and need help.

From what I remember Bilbo goes to get the Arkenstone back but trades a valuable gift Thorin had given him becuase he thinks Thorin values the stone more, and Bilbo goes to Mordor to destory the ring.

I can't remember much but I know Legolas and Aragorn Gimli are there too? It's like the Followship but with Bilbo

#bagginshield fic #Bagginshield #thilbo

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shiromir · 7 years

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Exploring Gondor Homesteads with Astildal! <3

#Followship #LOTRO #Lord of the rings #lord of the rings online #gondor homesteads #gorgeous #beautiful #ingame #fantasy #fairytale #water #beauty #gameplay #<3 #ships #gondor

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ladyideal · 4 years

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This Is Us Part 5

Pairing: Legolas x OC!Reader

Word Count: 3003

Warnings: Nudity (but it ain’t sexy times.)

Summary: When the One Ring was found, it becomes a journey across Middle Earth to destroy it. Watch as the Fellowship is formed, and crossed the continent, where loyalty will be tested, and love will blossom at the most unexpected places.

A/n: A lot of dialogue, so bear with me here. Just want to get the group closer to one another. :)

Chapter 4 ~ Masterlist ~ Chapter 6

The Fellowship climbed a winding way among the great trees. They ascended the path until night fell. In the blue glow of a moonlit night, the Fellowship climbed a twisting stair about the trunk of a tree, past glimmering lights of silver and blue.

Far above, the silhouetted shapes of the shadowy tree-branches loomed over the group. Passing numerous platforms, the company came to a stop before a great palace in the trees, lit with silvery lights. A curving walkway laid before, leading up a low stair to an archway.

They gathered before the arch as Haldir stepped to a side. A glowing couple, hand in hand, descended down the stairs to meet the Fellowship. The Fellowship, other than you, the two Rangers and elves, stared in awe. Aragorn touched his head once in greeting.

The light dimmed, and before the Fellowship the Lord and Lady, Galadriel and Celeborn, halt. The Lady's eyes focused on Frodo first then to you, but Celeborn was the first that spoke.

"The Enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Eight there are here, yet nine there were, set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf?" Celeborn asked. "For I much desire to speak with him. I can no longer see him from afar."

As he spoke, Galadriel's eyes flickered to Alena's, who looked up.

"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into shadow," The Lady of Light answered her husband's question, which Alena nodded slightly.

Celeborn turned to Galadriel in surprise.

"He was taken by both Shadow and Flame: a Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria," Legolas shook his head sadly.

"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his whole purpose," Galadriel continued, focusing on Gimli when the dwarf sadly bowed his head. "Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dûm fill your heart, Gimli, son of Glóin. For the world has grown full of peril. And in all lands, love is now mingled with grief."

You looked away from the pair to study the trees around you. Anything to forget about Gandalf's death. You weren't the only one, as out of the corner of your eye, you watched as Boromir turned his pained face to the Lady, blinking and swallowing hard.

The Lady stared back.

After a moment, Boromir broke the gaze, weeping to the side.

"What now becomes of this Fellowship? Without Gandalf, hope is lost." The Lord of Lothlorien turned to his wife.

""The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all." Galadriel smiled softly, now turning back to you.

"Yet hope remains while the company is true."

As if by a mysterious force, you looked back up at her.

"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace."

With that, the Fellowship accepted the offer wearily. The nights in Moria were long and uncertain. All the while, the maiar's death was fresh, and weighed heavily on everyone's mind. You lagged behind as Alena and Haldir took up the front, leading towards a temporary shelter.

"Y/N, Keeper of the Winds and the Stars, child of the Highest Valars," Galadriel whispered in your mind, casting her eyes sideways at you. "Welcome to Arda and to Lothlorien."

Once the Followship spread their bedrolls and made camp, Alena and Haldir excused themselves, taking a worn, but lighted path.

"Haldir," Alena breathed, stopping once out of earshot of the group.

"Meleth nin," The Haldir spoke, turning to the she half elf. "Manen an gar- mín vedui govannen." (My love, how long have we last met?)

"Avo ‘osto," She presses her forehead against his. "Gerich veleth nín." (Don't worry, you have my love.)

The marchwarden gently reached for the chain around her neck, drawing out the engagement ring. "Le annon veleth nín, híril nín." (And I give my love to you, my lady.)

For the the first time since meeting at the borders, the two embraced, lending the other with much needed love and warmth. It was awhile before Haldir stepped back.

"Nostad lín sui orch," He wrinkled his nose. "Cin baur a fós." (Your smell is like an Orc, take a bath.)

The beginnings of a small, relaxed smile appeared on Alena's face. She was home. "Tul-na nin. (Come with me.)

"Happilui." (Happily.)

Lounging in the tub of pleasantly hot water with hints of lavender within, Alena relaxed, soaking in the luxuries of being at home. Perhaps she could convince Haldir for a shoulder massage.

As the water cooled, she reluctantly stepped out and into a warm, cloud like, white robe. Pulling the plug, she suddenly padded out into the room, and found the marchwarden sitting on the edge of the bed, shrugging on a fresh new set of clothes.

"Meleth nin," He spoke first, watching his fiancee dig around the closet for a set of tunics. "Padad-na nin?" (My love, take a walk with me?)

"Mas anirach baded?" Alena asked, fixing her clothes and twirling in front of the wall length mirror. "Manen ceri- im thír?" (Where do you want to go? How do I look?)

Haldir watched fixated on the elleth, transfixed by the beauty in front. And yet, she was his. How in middle Earth did that happen.

"Ve vana ve i elena ro," He cleared his throat a few times, unable to get the lump out. (As beautiful as the stars above.)

The breathtaking smile he received in response, stole his breath away once more. Alena turned to him. "Tolo, hîr nín." (Come, my lord.)

Leafs of stained gold wafted down from the towering trees, adorning the gravel path with specks of gold. Jewel like color flowers sprouted from both sides, gifting the world with their unique shapes and petals. As the voices of other elves faded behind, the sounds of the forest resurfaced as animals chattered to one another, and colorful birds of paradise flew overhead singing their songs for all to hear.

Ahead, sounds of lapping water could be heard. A layer of mist descended from above, settling into wisps, curling eagerly around the pair. Beams of moonlight shown through the canopy, as stars danced and twinkled across the night sky.

"Meleth nin," Haldir spoke in the silence once they've stopped at the end of the bridge, overlooking the lake. "It has been too long, and I'm afraid it'll be much longer till we next meet again."

Alena gently placed a hand on one of the marchwarden's stiff shoulders, and looked over at the still water. A white crescent moon reflected on the lake, dotted with plenty wavering sizes of stars, and one lone grey cloud shrouded parts of the splendor.

"Then let's make the best of the time that we have here," She responded. "Gandalf has fallen to the shadows. We will rest here, grief over him, and leave when we are ready, but not a moment too soon."

Haldir hummed in agreement, relishing in the presence of the she half elf. He was fortunate, he realized, that despite all the harrowing events that happened, they were both still alive and well.

He reached out to gently nuzzle her cheek with a finger. "Gweston, Alena, iel -o Fenris, ana i valaina. Uare i cor na- lala tare, yare i forces -o mordor lende, emme indóme vest." (I swear, Alena, daughter of Fenris, to the Valars. When the ring is gone, when the forces of Mordor are conquered, we will wed here.)

"Gandalf na- lelya-. Man ceri- mín gar-?" Alena answered. (Gandalf is gone. What do have left?)

"I elena, i ithil, i anor, mín mellons. Ir ennas na- galad, ennas na- estel," The marchwarden pointed up at the night sky. "Mín gar- ammen." (The stars, the moon, the sun. When there is light, there is hope. We have us.)

The half elf stood close to him, standing against his lean chest. "I missed you, Haldir." She murmured.

"As I have missed you, Alena," He whispered, leaning down to gently press his lips to hers.

It was a quick kiss, but the gesture spoke volumes. A small group of various races coming together, to fight against the whole world. Even though the odds were stacked against them, the world must be fought for.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" He mumbled against her lips, peering hopefully at the elleth.

"I must stay with the Fellowship, meleth. Their hearts are heavy with grief still. Another night when times aren't so hard."

Haldir held her in his arms, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I understand."

The pair stayed in the embrace, observing the peaceful night for as long as they could.

Back in the makeshift camp, you sat cross legged on your bed roll, staring down at frayed parts of the tunic. Songs from the elves of Lorien could be heard in the distance.

"A Olórin i yaresse

Mentaner i Numeherui

Tírien i Rómenóri"

(Olórin who once was

Sent by the Lords of the West

To guard the Lands of the East)

"Melme nóren sina

núra ala

Eäro"

(Our love for this land

Is deeper than the deeps

Of the sea)

"What are they singing about?" Pippin spoke from the other side.

"A lament for Gandalf," You answered quietly, looking away from the sounds.

"What do they say about him?" Merry picked up.

This time you didn't answer. Instead, Legolas spoke as he watched you. "I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near."

To your left, Aragorn continued sharpening his sword as Gimli snored beside him. Legolas stood up, surprising you as he offered a hand.

"Come with me, Y/N. I want to show you a place," He smiled.

You looked around at the camp, hesitating when Aragorn swatted Gimli repeatedly for snoring loudly, and eventually moving away to Boromir.

"Okay," You agreed, grabbing his hand to pull yourself up to your feet. "Be back soon, Aragorn."

A grunt from your right was all the affirmation you heard.

"Maiaron i Oiosaila,

Manan elye etevanne

Nórie i malanelye?"

(Wisest of all Maiar,

What drove you to leave

That which you loved?)

"Ilfirin nairelma

ullume nucuvalme.

Nauva i nauva."

(Yet we will cast all away

Rather that submit.

What should be shall be.)

"I bet they don't mention his fireworks. There should be a verse about them." Sam stood up. "The finest rocket ever seen. They burst in stars of blue and green. Or after thunder, silver showers came falling like a rain of flowers."

"Perhaps you can write one for him, Sam," You smiled wryly at the hobbit. "I bet Gandalf would have loved one coming from you."

The hobbit shook his head at your suggestion. ""Oh, that doesn't do him justice by a long road."

"Just a try."

"Ú-reniathach

i amar galen

I reniad lín ne môr, nuithannen."

(No more will you wander

The green fields of this earth

Your journey has ended in darkness.)

""Take some rest. These borders are well protected." Aragorn spoke as he sat beside the captain.

"I will find no rest here. I heard her voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me, 'Even now, there is hope left.' But I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope." Boromir retorted with a single shake of his head. "My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing. And now our- our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I-I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored."

There was silence between the two.

"Have you ever seen it Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver. Its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?" The captain asked, turning to the Ranger.

"I have seen the White City, long ago," The Ranger unclasped his green cloak.

One day, our paths will lead us there. And the tower guard shall take up the call, "The Lords of Gondor have returned!"

Aragorn smiled slightly at his words, then looked away.

"Where are we going, Legolas?" You asked, after a moment of following the elf.

"A spot I found, not long ago," He spoke, pointing at the lump of dirt. "The hill right there. I can teach you how to make flower crowns."

"Flower crowns?" You repeated in disbelief, giggling at the end.

"Yes, mellon, flower crowns," Legolas grinned at you.

"That's hardly a hill, Legolas," You rolled your eyes at him, but grinned back at him.

In front, a field of flowers waved gently back and forth with the wind. The breeze softly whispered through each strand of your hair, curling around your fingers, and affectionately caressed your cheek.

"It's a beautiful night," You spoke, sitting down when Legolas made a spot for you.

"As are you," The elf returned.

Immediately, heat rushed to your cheeks and you turned away from him.

"Let me teach you, Y/N," He grasped a flower stem. "Watch carefully."

It was rhythmic, even soothing as you copied his technique intently. At times where the crown was loose in some places, he would reach over, brush his hands over yours, and teach you how to fold one stem over another to tighten the circle.

For a moment, you forgot all your worries, your pain, your suffering, and your grief of Gandal. Being with Legolas was like a balm to your injuries, gently coaxing you, and believing in you as you worked on the crown. At times, you glanced sideways at his knowing, nimble hands.

It was an arrangement of oranges, reds, and yellows. To be frank, the flower crown was one of the beautiful pieces you had ever laid eyes upon. Although you were older than Legolas, you were glad he shared this piece of knowledge with you.

An art form.

"Long days ahead," He spoke, gazing in determination at the flower crown in his hands. "No Gandalf, no one to lead the Fellowship."

"My mother told me that even when the two trees at home were cut down, there were still hope," You continued tying the stems together. "That even during the darkest nights, hope can still be found. It's not easy to see it, but it's there."

The elf was silent, as he paused his work to turn to you. "Do you think so?"

"I know so, Legolas," You placed your finished crown. "There, the flower elf prince of Greenwood."

"What do you think, mellon?" Legolas stood up, grinning happily at you as he adjusted the crown.

"It suits you," You chuckled, watching as he reached down to pick more flowers. "Why don't we make one for everyone? No i brestanneth anírach tírad vi amar." (Be the change you want to see in the world.)

He stilled at your words, straightening back up, flowers forgotten. "Ú-chenion." (I don't understand.)

"Caro naid dithin na veleth veleg," You stood up, taking his hand in yours. "Mín ma ceri- hi go-." (Do small things with great love. We will do this together.)

He stepped dangerously towards you, crowding into your space. You breath hitched as he stared down at your lips, memorizing every inch of it. "Go-, híril nín?" (Together, my lady?)

"Y/N, Legolas," A voice spoke out from the treeline.

You quickly shoved the prince away from you, desperate to create distance between you and him. Legolas turned red at the thought of being caught together, and you turned towards the newcomer.

Galadriel emerged from the path, keenly observing you and the prince.

"Lady Galadriel," You greeted quietly, sitting back down on the patch of ground from earlier. The elf nodded once in respect, and sat down beside you again. This time your knees touched, and you tried your best to ignore it.

"Y/N," She greeted, a smile gracing her face. "What brings the child of Valar here?"

"The same reason why Gandalf was sent," You responded. "Why all of us still fight."

"Morgoth's forces number by the thousands. Sauron does not know you are here, but I fear he will soon. You can not fight him."

"Until Dagor dagorath comes, the fight against my uncle will never cease."

"Dagor dagorath?" Legolas wondered.

You leveled your gaze at him. "The end of all times, when my father and his herald will lead the army of Arda and Ainurs against him. Then finally bring peace like it once was."

There was silence.

"Man gonoded eraid derithach?" Galadriel stepped closer. (How long will you stay here?)

"Tenna sauron na- lala tare," You answered with the smallest of smiles. (Until Sauron is no more)

"Ir ma cin treneri- hain?" Legolas turned to you, watching as your smile dropped. (When will you tell them?)

You turned back towards the direction where the makeshift camp was. "Er aur." (One day.)

As the stars lights flickered above you, you sighed. Being here was one thing, but another to not intervene. All you could do was to give advice.

"I'll stay with you, mele-," He stumbled over his words. "Melon nin."

Galadriel smiled as the prince cleared his throat, in a futile attempt to cover his mistake. You studied the ground, until a hand took yours and you looked back up to find Galadriel standing close to you.

"Gwend sui lotheg i edlothia an-uir," She whispered within your mind. "Mel na an-uir." (Friendship is like a flower that blooms forever. Love is forever.)

You glanced over at Legolas, who met your shy gaze, but quickly broke it apart.

"Aranel -o i valar," She continued. "Enyal- sina." (Princess of the Valar, remember this.)

"Cin na mel." (You are loved.)

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the-stoned-priestess · 4 years

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When is it okay to ask a psychic?

The following is of a matter of opinion. Please know this is not information of absolute certainty however something I personally witnessed...

A psychics job is to act as a living guide. We are not party favors or human Magic 8 Balls. Our sole purpose is to provide POSSIBLE OUTCOMES regarding to your most important issues. If you follow our advice ( and you should) it’s is greater possible that you will receive the outcome as prophesied. If your desired outcome isn’t reached, it is at the fault of the querant. Not the psychic.

How can this be?

The universe is never set in stone. It relies on YOUR part. It’s like making a wish. You cant just sit out and wait for your wish to come to being and hope some tall dark and handsome is going to ring your doorbell or your promotion will come without effort! You have to take action and chances you probably never would have taken! Without action there is no future. You have to know your role as the responsible key player in your destiny. You have to follow the guidance you have been given with your heart AND your head. You wont have eyes to see if you lose your head and you will not succeed in seeing your desired outcome.

DO NOT shop around for psychics.

What I mean is, don’t ask the same question to different psychics in hopes of getting to heard what you want to hear. You will be disappointed and the universe WILL respond in kind by giving you exactly what you don’t want. Law of attraction dictates, Like Attracts Like. If you spend so much time worrying about your desired outcome and then enforce desperation, it is holding a mindset of LACK and if like attracts like, you will continue to see exactly that. Again, it’s not the psychics job to change your attitude.

Asking around using the same energy you put out can bring fourth confusing information. One psychic might say this and that but another might say something different or roughly the same. Putting out the unnecessary need to be sure is lack of faith. You have the accept the information given the first time or you will risk putting lack of faith (like lack of faith in psychics because you didn’t follow the advice) out there again for the law of attraction to present to you more reason to lack faith. What you seek, you find. Without faith, there is no future. Lack of faith is lack of esteem. Lack of esteem is lack of love. Without love, you know the deal.

What is selfish followship?

Say for example you want to attract a lover but you have to work on yourself before you can be ready for such a relationship. What a lot of people tend to do is practice what the psychic or spiritualist suggests as advice, but instead of following the advice for themselves in a healthy way, they do so with the only intent to “attract” love. This isn't how it works. Your self improvement is a serious matter. You change because you really want to and it doesn’t stop when you have gotten your soul mate/twin flame. The work you do for yourself, is so that you can give the same love you have for yourself back to your lover. An empty cup cannot and will not fill another. This is how relationships fall apart. Again, not at the fault of the psychic. You know that saying:

You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make them drink!

Doing your own inner work with the sole purpose to evolve spiritually is whats important. Going at it selfishly to stop because you got your lover or feel you don’t see the benefit means, you are selfish and therefore do not posses the right attitude to proceed and run the risk of failure. When we don’t learn from our mistakes, we repeat the process until we get it right. Think back to a time in your life when insanity played a part where you kept choosing the same situation or people in your life expecting a different result.

Then the universe is like:

The sooner you find the pattern, the likely-hood you will get your desired outcome. But in combined to taking the advice an intuitive gives you, changes are even greater and who knows, could be better than expected.

Asking a psychic multiple questions is bad ju-ju too.

As a psychic, when I first started out, the first thing I did was go to my cards for every little thing. I’m not perfect. What I learned is that it’s no different than cheating on a test or depending on a therapist to tell you what to wear on a date. Petty things like that is unhealthy and should be recognized. Some psychics will happily take advantage of the client who also want to take advantage of the “Human Magic 8 Ball” who is charging for the help. Is it a win-win? Not exactly.... I have learned this is wrong. You have to know when to stop because it further hurts your spiritual progress on BOTH the psychic and client. I strongly feel taking money off other’s like that is bad ju-ju in return. Probably 10x on the psychic that used your weakness for financial gain. Especially if there is financial gain. A psychic should use ethics and common sense when presented with a person this way, it’s not so they can take advantage. In itself it’s a test on their ethics as well. Hopefully they learn how to cut someone off. It’s hard because I want to help but we psychics need to know when it’s helpful to a client.

Going to a psychic for everything isn’t helpful. It’s damaging your power and self-esteem. You don’t need to cheat on the tests of your human existence on earth. Life is full of tests, tricks, twists and turns. Embrace these things! You have everything you need right there with you. Yes, I understand anxiety. But that is a problem YOU have to solve on your own without someone constantly holding your hand. If you can’t do that, you are sure to miss out on what is rightfully yours and it’s not at the fault of the psychic.

So WHEN is it okay to ask a psychic?

Like seeing a therapist, if you need guidance or to gain insight on your spiritual development, once a week is good --so that you can take a week or however long to process the information and make moves. I started once a week and eventually it fizzled down to just a few times a year on the spiritual path. But these days I will do a reading when there is spiritual information my guides need me to know that can’t be heard at the time for whatever reason. I RARELY seek guidance about my future because I don’t like knowing too much. So I wont go out of my way to cheat through life like that. It still freaks me out when a vision comes to life. You don’t want that. TRUST me!

Not every session has to be about future love, career, relationships or finances. Need not worry about the future. It’s much better to seek help on what is happening NOW in the present. What ever future outcomes you get, always take with a grain of salt. Focus on the here and now. What is it you can do NOW. I suggest using a psychic to help you understand how and why of a situation. To gain insight on whats currently happening and what you need to change. That’s it! The possible outcome is just details. The how and why are KEYS to get you to your possible outcome! Use the keys to open the door. If you don’t use the keys, you will forever be stuck outside.

To put bluntly:

If you put so much focus on a possible outcome, without regard to advice or spiritual work you need to do, you don’t need a psychic, you need to seek professional help. Anxiety is a serious problem. Without talking to a trusted friend or a licensed therapist, you can’t expect to see your possible outcome! Anxiety goes hand in hand with depression and people suffering should not seek advice from a psychic. If you see a therapist and hire or acquire the aid of a psychic use both to help you along your journey. But again see a psychic to help with the here and now as you would with a therapist. Future details don’t matter until you can live in the present.

I know plenty who see a shamen, a therapist and psychiatrist. One of them is my brother and he’s made such great progress on his spiritual journey that I’m proud. He’s learned to do tarot reading and pendulum dowsing as well and respects the process by using these tools to help evolve on his unique journey.

There are exception to every rule however, I wouldn’t focus on that in this case because it’s not helpful to anyone.

TL;DR

You don’t need to see a psychic for every matter of your life and you don’t need to put so much focus on your desired outcome. Each possible outcome is dependent on your involvement. Lack of faith by asking numerous psychics, lack of patience by asking the same questions, and poor spiritual attitude doesn’t give you what you want and deserve. We psychics cannot make things happen. We provide the tools and it’s up to you to use them. Know when to stop seeking intuitive advice and learn how to cope with anxiety in healthy ways. Know you are powerful in your own way. You are deserving of happiness and...

...if you truely believe it, work for it, you can and will achieve it.

Thank you for reading.

#ask a psychic #ethical psychics #psychics of tumblr #mediums #psychics #advice #tarot readings #tarot cards #keen #oranum

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kazbrekkersz · 4 years

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You are undoubtedly the Cool Mutual in our followship (follow-relationship, ofc) 😂

we are the followship of the ring

ahshsjdkdk but awww aj i adore you & right back at you, cool mutual 💖💖

what type of mutual am i?

#asks #dannosteve223

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libidomechanica · 2 years

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#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 4 #174 texts

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thewerebunny · 3 years

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Had a Lord of the Rings dream where there was an additional Hobbit who asked for clarification about being part of the 'Followship of the Ring'. Like, if The Ring were to roll down a hill, do we split up and follow it?

To which Gandalf replied, with full Sir Ian McKellen gravitas: "FELLOWship. FELLOWship of the Ring. Because we are a bunch of Fellows."

#Tolkienverse #werebabble

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juniperfrancislee2 · 3 years

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It was an education in blind followship, to believe in bombastic sermons of words uncited, to bow and bend at the knees, to chapel my hands, and embrace my being as built from a rib.

I was a hostage to a man. a god. a devil. I was imprisoned by a grand lie of my birthright sins, and the tiered veil of an afterlife of forgiving golden halos. tormented limbo. excruciating fire.

There was no prayer to answer my dark descent into questions, no miracle to spin my faith into a pious congregant.

My faith, broad in scope to ask of the condemned and damned, my right to know why fallen angels couldn’t be forgiven, why my imperfect flesh and interminable mind wouldn’t be embraced as good stock for considering such thoughts. Why my ideal dark was banished from their idol of light.

It was a ring of maniacal laughter, a deceit of holy manipulations, an intentional shrinking of my existence for their grandeur, that raised me in a seraph’s screams, the monstrosity of its being a relief, its burning my release, as I thrashed and fought for my abysmal soul, an unhinged myth screaming lightning. I rescued myself.

I forced the hand that stigmatad my body, bleeding out their teachings, weeping eyes broke from the essence of pain, forging the will and the strength. I was reborn a child of earth. moon. death.

Drawing a threshold within the dirt, I honored God, and with civility and respect, I tolled my limits, and asked of this existence a parallel, honoring the other from our respective houses of worship, and from the dark of a new moon shone the faintest of light, and the answer I had always sought from man was found in nature, and in too many ways to count, so was I.

Juniper Francis Lee. 11/18

#juniperfrancislee #poetry #inked thoughts #writings #witchywriters

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psycat-sue · 5 years

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Tag Game

I was tagged by @asktheslytherpuff

rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better and answer these questions!

Relationship Status: Single

Favourite Colour: I nearly like every color! But I gues i prefer colors like blue or teal.

Top 3 ships: Hard Question .... and why only 3! Okay just give me a moment. Bruce Banner x Natasha Romanoff (MCU) , Hermoine Granger x Ron Weasly( HP ) and last but not least Ms. Elizabeth Bennet x Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy (pride and Prejudice)

Last Song: Hustle by Pink

Last Movie: Oh Gosh that´s hard ... I love to watch movies and series. But I gues it was Lord of the rings- The Followship of the ring

I tag @wullicorn, @das-alien-vom-planeten-wooh, @ask-themaraudersmap(if you guys haven’t done it yet) and everyone who wants to do it aswell

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cinemablancetnoir · 7 years

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The Lord of the Rings: The Followship of the Ring (2001)

Peter Jackson

#lotr #the lord of the rings #tolkien #peter jackson #movies #black and white #elijah wood #ian mckelle #orlando bloom #2000s movies #hugo weaving #viggo mortensen #liv tyler #kate blanchett

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theoldcoffeetragedy · 7 years

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also after years of wondering but never bothering to count, I’ve calculated that, if a Hobbit’s 33 years old is equivalent to our 20 years old, then it means that during the Followship of the Ring, Bilbo was around 80 in human years, Frodo 30, Sam 23, Merry 22 and Pippin 17.

i don’t know why that information would be useful (except breaking my heart, Pippin, what are you even doing there), it’s probably not even totally accurate because Hobbits in a fantasy novel and modern humans, but I can’t stop thinking about it anyway

#text #lord of the rings #pippin is actually the main character in a dystopia y.a. novel

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rob-blog1234 · 6 years

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WEEKEND TV HOT FILM PICKS!

Check out my guide to the top films on TV this weekend and the best of the rest. Enjoy!

LATE FRIDAY 5th JANUARY

HOT PICKS!

TCM @ 2100 Mad Max (1979) *****

I originally saw this film when I was far too young and it’s raw and gritty brutality stuck with me. It still remains powerful, packing a punch with its explicit images, especially the scene as his wife is running down the road carrying their son. Its barren setting adds to this overall feeling of post-apocalyptic isolation and in high definition it really brings this out giving the sprawling backdrops a whole new edge and depth. Each and every fantastic chase scene now seems more real.

Mad Max always brings out the kid in me. Craving the car chases and hearing the raw power of the iconic V8 Interceptor with its shiny angular air intake proudly protruding from the bonnet. It still remains one of my favourite cars in film. The chase scenes have always impressed with some great editing, direction and stunt work.

Although it does take a little too long to get going, when the action ramps up towards the last third of the film I am always completely hooked and very forgiving

Syfy @ 2200 The Thing (1982) *****

This super tense Sci-Fi success is one of my all-time favourite films. Scientists in the Antarctic discover a shape-shifting alien that assumes the appearance of the people that it kills. This film has some stunning physical effects and make up that still dazzle in today's CGI heavy world of effects. Horror, paranoia and downright terrifying. The Thing is an amazing bit of Horror history. Watch this.

Best of the rest:

Film4 @ 1910 Chronicle (2012) ***

ITV2 @ 2100 Bridesmaids (2011) ***

ITV4 @ 2200 Goodfellas (1990) *****

Film4 @ 2315 Insidious (2010) ***

C4 @ 0140 Piranha DD (2012) SO BAD IT'S GOOD *

SATURDAY 6th JANUARY

HOT PICK!

ITV4 @ 2305 Platoon (1986) *****

It's not going to fill you with New Year cheer - but certainly deserves a mention in the HOT PICK spot. Oliver Stone's grim and gritty war film paints what I can only assume to be honest view of the individual struggles that were faced. Focusing on the US soldiers during the Vietnam War. Impactful, distressing, harrowing and some of the best performances from the cast.

Best of the rest:

Dave @ 2100 Kill Bill: Vol 2 (2004) ****

Horror @ 2100 The Serpent and the Rainbow (1988) ***

ITV1 @ 2150 Spectre (2015) ***

Horror @ 2255 The Signal (2014) ***

SUNDAY 7th JANUARY

HOT PICKS!

ITV2 @ 2210 Captain Phillips (2013) *****

Hanks steels the show in this emotionally charged slice of reality. Tense. Gripping and feels very human. It doesn’t showboat (sorry) as a good-guys and bad-guy’s story - this is a film that shows the awful truth behind the motivations and outcomes of the events as they pan out. Desperation, victimisation, the circumstances of the Somali pirates that puts them in this altogether desperate situation is touched upon and handled well. This is another Greengrass success. The final scenes caught me a little by surprise and heavy with emotion and with full buy-in to the amazing characters - it’s a tear jerker. A great film.

BBC2 @ 2325 Strictly Ballroom (1992) ****

Back when I had only seen this film once and had little memory of it - I knew I quite enjoyed it and that was all. It’s only over the last 5 years that I have ramped up my repeat viewings of this one and every time it’s on TV I cannot resist a re-watch. This is Baz Luhrmann’s best in my opinion. It is very funny, larger than life, quirky and colourful. Its pure entertainment and a great afternoon family film. It is the story of Scott. A dancer who dreams of one day breaking the mould and dancing his own unique steps but this is to everyone around him and his dance group’s disapproval. He meets an amateur dancer called Fran who is the only one who seems to believe in him. Here starts a lovely relationship both on and off the dance floor. A great light-hearted Aussie film from the 90’s.

C4 @ 0010 Moonrise Kingdom (2012) *****

Quite possibly the most Wes Anderson-y Wes Anderson film yet. Beautifully quirky. Wes Anderson can do no wrong in my book. A fabulous rich heart-warming tale packed with all the Anderson traits I love so well. A joy to watch.

Best of the rest:

C5 @ 1040 Groundhog Day (1993) *****

Film4 @ 1440 Antz (1998) ***

Film4 @ 1620 Home Alone (1990) *****

ITV2 @ 1725 The Lord of the Rings: The Followship of the Ring (2001) *****

E4 @ 1900 Titanic (1997) ****

Comedy @ 2100 21 Jump Street (2012) ****

Film4 @ 2100 Die Hard 2 (1990) ****

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