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).
Amazing that this is on youtube. Wonder when they’ll remove it. Equally amazing, that it was officially noticed (in the column “Celebrities”), by the huffington post. Geez!
Last year, Eric Clapton and Van Morrison composed their first anti-covid song, Stand And Deliver.
As an old ’60s hippie myself, I well remember that it was our music that got our revolution going. Our thudding, driving harmonics, by turns beautiful and battering, blasted each of us as individuals, and all of us as one, out of “nice” ’50s conformity and numbness into wild, uninhibited, electrifying transformation. From stuck on idle, we ramped up to warp speed within a few sort years. And the fallout from this generational breakthrough, arising during the exceedingly rare Uranus/Pluto conjunction (1962-69) — the last one occurred during the Civil War) — was over-the-top, both dazzling and horrific, back to back, in short order.
As we move deeper into what Clif High has aptly termed The Woo, it’s important to realize that the “powers that be” always aim to steal our idealistic energy and twist it to their own nefarious ends. Remember: Woodstock was followed, only four months later, by Altamont.
Breathe. Center yourself. Whatever is going on, it’s just begun. We need to stand, each of us stalwart and strong, in this accelerating maelstrom for the long haul.
And we elders who are still alive, conscious, and able-bodied, need to be fully present for younger generations, offering our hard-earned wisdom and equanimity, thanks to storied memories of yesteryear.
Remember the run on toilet paper as the scamdemic began to roll out in March 2020? Well, two days ago I hauled home 30 rolls from Aldi. Not because of the damn MSM, which is broadcasting F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real) once again like there’s no tomorrow, but because of possible good news: a (worldwide?) TRUCKER STRIKE.
Over the past several weeks I kept seeing rumors of coming trucker strikes, in Australia, New Zealand, and the U.S. These strikes were to start yesterday, August 31.
On August 30, Gateway Pundit lent credence to the rumors:
Then this, which included a map:
Excerpt:

Searching via google, duck duck go, and via twitter, gab, and even telegram, I could find little to help me understand what is or is not going on re: the trucker strike. Especially in the U.S.
If there’s one business that should be labeled essential, it’s cross-country trucking, given the just-in-time ordering of supplies from locations across the globe. Until we truly do de-centralize (another word for the now trending word “devolution”?), we are at the mercy of long-haul transportation systems, and it’s good to know the truckers themselves realize the leverage they wield in this otherwise top-down oligarchy we the people labor under.
However, for what it’s worth, I copy the following email from one of our new Sunday Meditators who has joined my new annkreilkampprotonmail.com account. Her name is also Ann, and she lives in New Zealand. I received this email late last night, which means today, September 1, for her.

”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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