Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
Happy Summer Solstice, folks! And let us recognize, that on this powerful day, 2024, what the Sun at 0° Cancer specifically illuminates is what appears as our common confusion, symbolized by Neptune, now at the 29° Pisces. Our confusion as to “what is really going on” is required, if we are to remain demoralized, and thus food, loosh, for the DS agenda’s continuing failed attempts to kill most of us off and reduce the rest to transhumanist bot slaves.
Today’s difficult, 90° square between Sun and Neptune, both in emotional, watery signs, one at the beginning, the other at the very end, is nearly exact. (Exact yesterday, on the 19th.) Neptune’s confusion can be transformed into Neptunian spaciousness, oneness, equanimity — if we can, or can learn to, learn to remain centered in the maelstrom.
And the way to do this is both simple, invisible, and seemingly impossible.
The way to do this is to harmonize, allow the fear-full currents to flow through and around us without issue.
The way to do this lies inside us, with every breath we take.

Today’ post is basically a follow-up from yesterday’s post, what I consider to be the necessity to get and stay aware on all levels, internal and external, no matter what the cognitive and/or emotional dissonance, and especially, no matter how much we are encouraged to contract into fear.
First, get a load of this. Paul Craig Roberts who I see as similar to Mike Adams, their common tendency towards doomerism. Even so, we do need to keep in mind his noting of the unusually hair trigger astonishing possibilities of this moment.
So yes, breathe.
And remember . . .

Furthermore . . .

And let’s go further, shall we?
The more we can quiet ourselves down, the easier it is to feel the upwelling of the heart. For . . .

And guess what! As above, so below. Our heartfelt love, expressing fully and openly, reveals an inner Sun, ceaseless shining at the Summer Solstice moment.

(Posts on Puppy Shadow’s departure begin with his death on June 4. About six posts so far; I keep thinking I’m done . . .)
Let’s see now. Do I allow myself to continue on my natural path, grieving for Puppy Shadow, who shared nearly his entire long life with me? Moving through memories, of currents of love shared across time and space — through fields, forests, meadows, on paths, streets, sidewalks, 3 to 4 miles daily, for 13 years? Until six weeks before he died on June 4, when, after struggling for weeks up and down stairs, he told me, in no uncertain terms, that he would walk no more?
Shadow, racing ahead, then present, in fields near Selma, Indiana, about eight years ago, in his prime.


Or do I — must I? — interrupt my reveries, once again, to “pay attention” to the latest “news” of ongoing, always-seeming-to-be -ramping-up-to-extinction-finale human atrocities?

Both realities live, not side by side, but in different dimensions.
In one, I follow my heart, wherever it leads, no matter how long it takes.
In the other, I attempt to remain centered, sane, while absorbing human horror.

Yes!
I am BOTH.
both animal and human.
Body resonating in currents of grief,
Mind, as usual, having to choose
— and to notice,
(without judgment)
— others choosing —
— continuously —
between
Glorious Good and Egregious Evil.

”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
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