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).

On the morning of August 16, my brilliant, inventive, 57 year old son Colin Cudmore called me from where he lives next door at 8:43 AM.
“Mom, would you please come over?”
He was on his feet, but barely. That question initiated a dramatic, overwhelming, and ongoing suffering that has already engendered transformation, in me, in Colin, in people who know and love him.
Colin suffered what is known as a dissected (delaminated) aorta. Usually people die from this, quickly. He did not. In fact, he’s still alive. Despite having to wait until 1 pm to be wheeled into the operating room at Methodist Hospital, Indianapolis, after being airlifted from IU Hospital Bloomington.
Long long story. No energy to tell it now. Except to let you know that he has already undergone two operations, the first extremely difficult, over six hours long to repair the ascending aorta, and the second a stent inserted into his descending aorta from the top to the kidneys.
In critical care, for likely the next two weeks.
This morning: Inserting yet another tube into his body for dialysis.
His 59 year old brother, Sean, drives in today from Colorado, to stay for the duration as his caregiver.
Send energy, pray, ask for divine assistance, whatever you do to invoke the Mystery. You will be joined by many many others. This is our transformational moment, and Colin Cudmore’s enormous life force is one of its directors.
NOTE:
See post from August 11 and parts of yesterday’s post (though title does not indicate).

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This Maui mayhem reminds me of much smaller recent psy-op false flag: that submersible with three people trying to investigate the Titanic. Remember that? Only two months ago. Of course, like most people who still operate from their heart and soul, my imagination was filled with nightmarish scenes of what it must have been like, trapped inside that tiny space, knowing you were about to die.
So here again: the imagination fills with nightmarish visions of children burning up alone, at home. Of people dying in the sea, having tried to tread water for 12 hours and finally failing. Of people unable to leave, but instead being directed to travel in a circle . . .
Oh, and remember the Las Vegas shooting, the confusion surrounding that. The nightmarish visions it evoked in us of being in a crowd listening to a rock concert and suddenly shots rang out from nowhere?
And how about the J6 people in the DC gulag, still behind bars after two and a half years without trial.
It’s been said that the first stage (out of four) in brainwashing is demoralization.
If one of the goals of these mass events is distraction, the confusion that attends them keeping us trying to figure it out, while dividing us from one another when we disagree, then another of the goals is demoralization, making us feel helpless, hopeless, as if we have no recourse but to give up, give in. Accept the NWO. Accept the permanent lock downs, the AI governed 15 minute cities, the “digital currency,” the bug food, the poisoned vaxes as they roll out on and on and on . . .
NO.
NO.
NO.
WE ARE EACH
A SOVEREIGN SOUL,
AT ONE WITH ALL.
”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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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).
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