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).
I’ve tried to stay clear of anything to do with the Middle East, especially where it concerns Israel. The history of the region is so fraught with convolution!
(And whenever I do succumb to news about it, especially to news of how Israel originally pushed Palestinians off their native land, and how they now want to expand territory for Greater Israel, I cannot help but remember how pioneers in this country, did the same to Native Americans, killing their bison and forcing them onto “reservations.”
Where, in history, has this not happened. Who would ever agree to leaving their home without being coerced, forced, starved out, etc. Think of all the refugees now, crowding into Europe and still trying to get into the U.S. Think of how the U.S. has systematically, over decades, stolen natural resources in so many countries, while pushing the natives into poverty!)
Which is why I was surprised to find myself reading, all the way through, Naomi Wolf’s recent heartfelt post.

https://naomiwolf.substack.com/p/october-7
Frankly, the story of her personal involvement in the Middle East could not help but elicit my sympathy, empathy. So ghastly, the way human beings can be brainwashed, demoralized, starved, dragged — into treating each other as savages.
So of course, Trump’s announcement yesterday, that both sides had not only agreed to, but had signed off on the first phase of the 20 point peace plan, a plan that he suddenly sprung on the world, with no warning, instantly activated my spidey-sense: “Oh hell, that’ll never work.”
How many other deals are being silently worked out in various global hot spots without our knowledge. And will any of them actually “work”? There goes my cynicism again.
Clandestine appears to be naturally more positive.

Because of course, as a lifelong, and at this point, extremely jaded peace activist, I cannot help but mutter “Oh yeah, let’s see how long that lasts,” knowing, or at least assuming, being so seasoned into cynicism, that it won’t.
Obviously, I need to work on myself, recognize where I am still holding on to fear. Because that’s what spurs my dogmatic judgments. Fear. F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real).
It’s either Love or Fear, Ann. Choose! Think and act as if all that we have been dreaming of has already come true.
If enough of us do this, the massive ongoing global event stream will bend in the direction of our collective intent.


Who, by this time, has NOT heard about 3I/Atlas? (Or as one person put it, third eye Atlas?) A gigantic comet? (but with no tail), the size of a small mountain, some say.
Look it up. It startles the mind and stirs the soul. Not sure why. Lots of theories abound. An interstellar visitor, supposedly, third one to “visit” our solar system recently (following Oumuamua).
When you consider the vastness of space, that an interstellar visitor that has been traveling through our galaxy for what, thousands? millions? of years, was aimed, it appears, directly at our solar system, going behind Mars On October 3, on its way to pass by Jupiter on October 9th, closest to the Sun October 29-30, and closest (but not very close) to Earth on December 19 (my birthday!) — does not its seemingly precisely aimed trajectory, feel intentional?
In other words, not a natural object (comet, though somewhat anomalous), but artificial probe?
Of course, NASA denies it. Plus it will not hit Earth. So never mind. Well, we know that. But what in hell is it?
And if it’s artificial, then who is guiding it? And from afar? Or are “they” (and/or their advanced technology) inside?
Theories abound.
Whatever it is, as its presence becomes more widely shared, how will it affect human consciousness, human culture, human history? Is there any creative way to even begin to comprehend the enormity of how the entire massive complex mental construct humans have imposed on organic life could be completely obliterated?
Words fail me.
Of course they do.
That’s the point of obliteration.
Plus: it gets even more interesting: many countries have outposts out there, and could be expected to send us photos when they have them; the world was expecting this, especially when 3I/Atlas went behind Mars on October 3. But: zilch! No photos from anywhere have been released, so far. Which is extremely weird, since countries usually vie for who can be first and best at getting the photos. There appears to be global coordination . . .
https://x.com/surajit_ghosh2/status/1975018046789181927?s=61&t=aUBDiSUrvn0aSlRBtZx0wQ
https://x.com/dom_lucre/status/1975673565245808988?s=61&t=aUBDiSUrvn0aSlRBtZx0wQ
Michael Salla also noticed, posting on both October 6 and 7:

Clif High has been speaking of this visitor for some time now, his data sets predicting it, and how it will smash all the slowly built, evolutionarily responsive structures and processes that constitute the human project as its mysterious presence pushes into collective awareness.
Besides contrarian Clif, whose peregrinations I “follow,” finding his outrageous attitude more perspicacious than that of just about anyone else, others have other attitudes, all seemingly tracing back in some way to Professor of Science Avi Loeb, of Harvard, who supposedly found it first, and his view of it went viral.
Hmmm . . . is the timing of this phenomenon a distraction of some kind? If so, what is it meant to divert us from? And notice the F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing real) programming. Reminds me of the covid con.
”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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