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).



Saturn and Ascendant in masterful Leo, their midpoint exactly square eruptive Uranus in deeply emotional 4th house (of the home) Scorpio. Look out world, this woman is on fire. Plus Moon in fiery, philosophical Sagittarius and Midheaven in fiery new-beginning Aries . . .
Then, there’s Sun, Mars, and Mercury, all in Capricorn, 6th house, where she pays close attention to details, daily practices, schedules; the latter two planets are conjunct (Mars shows forceful delivery of her Mercury speeches), and her natal Sun is being crossed during these years by transit Pluto. She’s coming into her own in a big way now. Look out world.
Jupiter in stubborn, steady Taurus in 10th house. Don’t even try to knock her off her path.
However, and this is good! —
Her Pluto in Libra harmoniously and exactly sextiles Saturn, and both of these planets make a 150° inconjunct aspect to Venus in Pisces. This triangle, called a “finger of god,” here pointing to Venus, indicates that, even while holding her own, she knows how to work with individuals on a one to one basis, is idealistic and visionary, can listen intently, and works to blend individual energies into a group soul.
Here’s The Guardian’s pre-election assessment of Giorgia Maloni. While this publication leans left, and so brands her new political party, Brothers of Italy, “the offspring of fascism,” even so it offers interesting details about her life, including that she’s a single mother, and has been involved in politics since she was 15 years old (half a Saturn cycle). 30 years later (a Saturn cycle in itself), she’s now 45, and at the half-way point of her second Saturn cycle (30 to 60). I have a sense that the next 15 years of fulfilling her second Saturn cycle will see powerful accomplishment from this fierce, fearless woman who the guardian described as “Determined, stubborn, sarcastic, and with a shrewd knack of casting aside her enemies, a trait she developed after being bullied over her weight as a child.”
The Guardian is clearly terrified. Here’s another headline:

I am a child of World War II, one who suddenly woke up on August 7th at two years and nine months old, upon hearing “the news” on the radio re: HIroshima. This child of World War II, from that moment on, while pretending to run and play on the outside, lived in total, abject, unremitting terror on the inside: that the world would end in my lifetime, and that it would be my job to save it. I was Chicken Little, and the sky would fall in, unless I personally made sure it did not.
A child’s magical thinking. Placing the “weight of the world” on very small shoulders.
But of course I couldn’t talk about it.
How many in my generation were like me? Totally traumatized via, not so much parental neglect or abuse, but by an inner (imaginary?) nightmarish view of the whole world suddenly erupting in fire?
I’ve said this before, many times, but let me say it again: it was not until my early ’50s, when I encountered the goddess Sekhmet —
— in a tiny temple at Karnak in Egypt, and a voice out of nowhere thundered:
‘WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU PUNY HUMAN?
WAR IS MY PROBLEM.”
Presto. I was healed. The burden of “nuclear war” was not mine to bear.
On the other hand, I live here now (I should say still, despite everything), and am very aware of how the nightmarish fear of “nuclear war” is the biggest trigger of all — except, perhaps a predicted collision with a comet large enough to also suddenly cause the whole world to burn — and has been, ever since Hiroshima. Most of the population seems asleep, or maybe we should say that most of the population, long ago, numbed themselves to this forever possible future. And perhaps that numbing is in part what underlies the widespread craven need to get and stay addicted to substances and other forms of escape, whether they be drugs (legal or illegal) or alcohol or cigarettes, or screens, data . . . .
Now that Putin has placed us on the precipice, we are once again (remember the “Cuban Missile Crisis”?) on the brink oof what appears to be certain death, on a mass scale, even larger than what the covid “vaccine” appears to be causing.
(See, for example: “Ultimate Video on People Suddenly Dropping Dead”)
I very much appreciate Burning Bright’s substack perspective, his reasoning that trauma must be used to ignite mass Great Awakening, and that the immediate threat of nuclear war is the most obvious trauma trigger to wake up the global population. I think he’s right, and I’d say that even (real or back-engineered, or holographic) “ETs landing on the White House lawn” would not quite do the trick to stimulate a sudden mass awakening which, when the threat is removed, he argues, and I agree, would shift the entire world into relief, a new appreciation for simply being alive, all of us, as one. Thus, we achieve the long desired unity, below the mind, and its currently horrifically polarized beliefs. Instead: instinctive, at one with all.

Or it would, I should say, move into unity those who are still afraid to die. I haven’t feared death for some time now; so not just the covid scam, but not even this new nuclear precipice can trigger me.
And when we move beyond fear of our own personal “death,” when we cease to get triggered by real or prophesized 3D events, when we find ourselves in 5D (and beyond), observing, in a detached manner, all that is going on down below, with curiosity and compassion, and a continuous desire to serve, simply serve, whatever is at hand, whatever is ours to do . . . then the Great Awakening will have already occurred within. No external triggers needed. Grateful.
”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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