May 1, BELTANE! Let Us Scatter Fertile Seeds of Endless Love

May 1, 2025

Here we are. May 1: Beltane! One of the four seasonal cross-quarter days, this one celebrates the fullness of Spring, nature’s and human fertility.

I don’t know if I’ve ever immersed myself so thoroughly in the astonishing new green growth of Spring as I have this year. Awed, humbled, by Mother Nature’s regenerative capacity. Her love rises up from Below and, powered by the sun Above, showers continual blessings.

Here’s one photo of a tiny percentage of our main garden, as of about ten minutes ago:

Here’s another . . .

And another!

We’ve even got broccoli heads already!

 

What IS Love if it is not continuous abundance, spreading extravagently everywhere?

That’s Love to me. Apparently, all my daily physical practices (daily walking, yoga, chikung/taichi), buttressed, the past nine months, by (18/6) intermittent fasting  have forged my 82-year-old body into a strong, spacious vessel for Her endless outpouring. So grateful!

In fact . . .

You think I’m kidding? Actually, you’re kidding yourself, if you don’t realize that this LOVE that fills and fuels the universe is yours to channel. Endlessly.

Let the following meme stream alchemize your capacity!

Because, for each of us . . .

And if the task, at first, seems impossible . . .

Ultimately, to get going with this project of turning into a thoroughly loving human being, no matter what, you must face, embrace, and integrate your own powerful shadow. For it’s what you don’t know about yourself, it’s what lies buried in the unconscious, that brings in the gold.

I still have to pay homage to the shadow. In fact, just yesterday, I was finding myself intensely annoyed with an old male neighbor, because of his demanding, crotchety nature. Until, all of a sudden, I realized: “Oh shit! He is me!”

Shadow work never ends. I began seriously working with my own shadow in my early 40s. Half my lifetime ago!

If you’re like me, you will find that shadow work requires so much of your energy that those with whom you have merely a superficial relationship fade away. And though it may be sad, ultimately you will be glad.

 

Eventually, you will feel the balancing act, between expansive Love and contractive Fear, has tipped, in Love’s direction. From then on, no matter what you encounter, you will be able to alchemize it.

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Yeah baby!

 

 

COMING RIGHT UP? And if so, BLACKOUT BRILLIANCE!

April 30, 2025

Researching for this post, I searched duck duck go this morning, for answer to  “blackouts occurred recently in Spain and where else and for how long?” Was directed to AI, did I want to use it for this answer? Yes.

Okay. That’s good enough for me.

Of course the blackouts triggered my lifelong catastrophe consciousness. And of course, (pretending to) “know” the mysterious (off planet?) top-dog, top-down, so-called Powers That Be, of course I knew that it COULD happen in the U.S.; that in fact all the warnings of it possibly happening especially during the last year or two (or longer? can’t remember; so much have I tended to succumb to the “worried” spell that casts me into PTSD and obscures recent memory . . .)

Once again I took a quick mental inventory of “supplies” here. Enough shelf-stable food? Check. Enough drinkable water? Check (this one very recent.) How about the portable generator: need to power it up again? Extra batteries? Where in hell is my wind-up flashlight? I know I’ve seen it somewhere it shouldn’t be . . . On and on.

In my case, no; it’s actually, in our case: there are a number of us living in Green Acres Village, not just me. Plus, thanks especially to the spectacular Elisha’s masterly care for the main garden this year, we are enjoying strong collaborations with a number of neighbors.

In other words, I don’t subscribe to the usual survivalist credo of save my own skin and fuck everybody else!

For those who have not yet begun to figure out that yes, given the predictive programming, especially, of the perps determined to keep us off balance, in F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real), here’s a twitter post about the blackout that also lists essential supplies:

https://x.com/10marxmen/status/1916837163791966217?s=61&t=aUBDiSUrvn0aSlRBtZx0wQ

 

However, have you ever noticed that everything supposedly awful in our oh-so-logical 3D world generates its opposite? Notice how two words: backlash and boomerang, have entered the vernacular in the past few years?

Notice how the dynamic balancing between opposites opens up a mysterious space between them? Space to dream, to imagine, to create?

Because, according to Celia Farber, that’s what happened in her little corner of the world.

 

Yes, that’s what she noticed. Noticed first of all, in herself, how her body comes to life as the electricity grid goes down. She wrote about that on the 29th:

The Blackout

 

Then, today, she let us know that she’s not the only one. (See above.)

Instead, an astonishing coming together of humans, when robbed of their invisible, ubiquitous energy source, electricity. Our energy source that is intricately tangled into the massive web of technological systems that frame up human life on earth in the 21st century. The Matrix, if you will.

So yes, on April 28, in Spain and Portugal and elsewhere: As if, all of a sudden, the wool was ripped off people’s eyes, the (sheeple) wool that makes us think we’re doing just fine, that we’re comfortable, and so on,

For commentary on the insidious rot instilled by the seemingly ultimate value we civilized folks assign to “comfort,” see Joe Rogan, on the 29th:

Yes! Just plunge us into darkness, black out all official and other bullshit communication that comes in over screens, and we suddenly remember, we re-member, we put ourselves back together again as one living, breathing species. We re-member how we love and care for each other as absolutely essential to our own authentic living!

On the other hand, since the blackout didn’t last very long, it didn’t really test humans the way a longer one would. But notice: immediately, it was as if minds and hearts and imaginations were jerked wide open. The sky’s the limit! There literally are no limits to what human beings, once activated, are capable of. 

As I wrote in my “notes” this morning:

“Be realistic. Prepare for the worst, whether done intentionally or not. AND, keep imagining, bringing into form, and encouraging others as well, each of us to conjure in our individual dreams for a glorious future.  Resolved, to consciously intend, each of us in our own individual intention and action, to consciously and cooperatively dream into manifestation a brand new world — one which however, no matter my tendency to view AI in a paranoid manner, since it’s already here, and getting stronger by the minute, must be included as instrumental in enhancing, enabling our cooperative creation.

The key is to keep the heart open, continuously broadcasting the universal frequency of all embracing Love. Because, if we haven’t recognized this already, we soon will:  the universe guides and provides, flows in the direction of our intent.”

 

Then, again, from my notes, this directive:

“Describe what you mean, phenomenologically, using an example from my own life.”

Okay, here goes:

I’ve noticed, for decades now, that the universe protects me, no matter what the sometimes dire circumstances. Which makes it obvious to me that continuously broadcasting Love creates an expansive (etheric?) protective aura, so that no mater what happens, I can “rise to the occasion.”

Quick example: About 12 years ago, I was standing a small clearing in the woods one morning, with two little dogs, one mine, one my sister Mary’s, who was visiting, and had slept in. All of a sudden, I was attacked by three large pit bulls, bounding out of the woods. Swooping to pick up one of the dogs (the other had already run off to be found much later that day), I instantly, mysteriously, transformed into the goddess Kali, twirling and kicking furiously to fend them off as they came at me viciously from all sides. This went on for interminable seconds, stretching maybe into a minute? I have no idea. I was fully  absorbed into the agonizing present “moment,”, and believe me, the NOW can be large or small.

Finally the owner appeared, and managed to corral the dogs.

When, after catching my breath and then looked down, I noticed that my feet were bare! Apparently, the power that had infused me first stepped me out of my shoes; for there they were, neatly side by side, on the bare ground. Yes, in order to connect with Kali, I had to ground myself into our good mother earth, and utilize the energy she channels, from deep within her core, as well as the energy that pours down from above. Luckily, I had been practicing taichi for many years already, so my nervous system easily absorbed and moved energy out from both below and above, thus ensuring the protective aura remained intact.

BTW: it took me six weeks before my utterly exhausted adrenals returned to normal functioning.

BTW: two days ago I finally gave in, got the app for grok, and asked one question: Who Is Ann Kreilkamp? 

Its answer? Not a bad compilation/distillation of how I’ve expressed my strange, experimental embodied being into the world, via writing, philosophy, and activism. A bit dated; however. But then, even I have trouble keeping up with my fiery uterly motivated self.

I was, frankly impressed, with both grok and ME!

I dare you: Check grok out with your own name. Especially if you have lived actively in the world around you, rather than hiding away.

And if you haven’t been, then IT’S NOW OR NEVAH! Join our merry band of do-goodsters, cranks, inventors, creatrix, contrarians, wild ones, world-wide. Let’s bring in the new world, and let’s do it in style, eh? Whatever we’ve got to lose, we’ve already lost it. COMFORT. An outmoded value, not fit for conscious creators.

Oh yeah, at first when you get off the couch, it will be painful.

But so what?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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