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).
Here we are, it’s already mid-October, and there’s no question that the collective temperature has increased to the boiling point . . . stolen elections, Biden gaffs and gropes, border invasion, Pelosi threats, CRT-forcing schools, info wars, gas wars, massive inflation, on and on; not to mention the growing threat of nuclear war, given that NATO (the US) MUST GET PUTIN or die trying, killing us all off as collateral damage.
Note: I’m still pondering the significance of the cultural and generational herald, Dimash, while reflecting upon his unusual birth chart. (I had said I would do a post on his astrology two days ago.) Meanwhile, the cultural and generational ramifications of the slow revealing of the Covid Con deserve witness. And, as attorney Renz demonstrates, will likely spur an avalanche of court cases seeking justice. (Which brings to mind the corruption in the justice system . . .)


Thus is the Covid Con, as well as all sorts of other corruption, now identified in order to gradually or suddenly red pill those still innocent to the ways of the Deep State.
For example, the Durham Danshenko trial spotlights the corruption within the FBI, which at some point shifted into a propaganda and policing arm of the extreme leftist remnant still called the Democratic Party, itself a tool of the nation-state wrecking ball of Klaus Schwab’s WEF.
Oops. Has the absurdist Pelosi Unselect Committee just walked into a trap by sending a subpoena to Donald Trump to appear before it?

Hmmm . . . Given the way Democrat strategies to “get Trump” have regularly boomeranged, I imagine the formerly august (FAKE NEWS) New York Times feels a bit queasy as well about this prospect as well.
Let Donald Trump and many other courageous (full of heart) others, both in the public eye and not, serve as models for us all as we rise up through the increasingly shaky matrix of those who would oppress us.

And remember:

Covid was a training ground. What’s next?
Let us ground our feet and souls into the soil below with spirits rising to the stars above. Let us allow the universal energy of LOVE to flow through our willing bodies from both below and above, collect in the heart, circulate there and spiral out, everywhere in all directions horizontally, flooding the atmosphere with compassion.
When even one of us concentrates in that manner, butterflies flutter in its subtle, divine currents.
None of us, during this tumultuous time when we are shifting from slavery to sovereignty, is here alone. We sovereign souls are at one with all; we are all-one. And we are all in, too. For when we learn to center into our own hearts, nothing is impossible, nothing.

Fred Burks of wanttoknow.info gave his email subscribers this offering today . . .
By Amara Karuna
What would it feel like
To have no fear of the future?
What if I could stride forward with confidence and faith
Knowing that whatever comes is medicine?
Assured that I will be equal to whatever task arises, or at least give it a good try?
What if the waves of change and destruction
Can be met with interest,
Free from anxiety?
What if death is not to be feared?
What if there is a path through the pain
A shining trail through the darkness
That can always be found by asking
And blazed with a light from within?
What if I could face a dark cloud of imminent doom with equanimity?
What if I could see the people vying to control the world
As aspects of the world mind
Unwilling to admit their tiny specks of power
Are actually minute particles
in a vastness
That can never be tamed?
What would it feel like
To lean in to the future grinning
Like leaning in to a strong wild wind
With arms spread wide
And hair whipping everywhere
Letting the forces that guide us
Have their way?
What would it feel like
To really trust the universe.
”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
Ph.D. 83
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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