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Ann Kreilkamp / 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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My Sunday LAF meditation turns decidedly personal . . .

October 10, 2021

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An old friend, Janet, now located in South America, and I got together again over the phone for our weekly Sunday 8 AM (your time zone) LAF meditation. Recognizing that the entire world has been inundated with the F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real) virus promoted by the so-called powers that be in order to drive all of humanity into a roboticized, technocratic, transhumanist, despotic, globalist Great Reset, aka New World Order, several of us had decided in August that rather than just batting fear away, we would take action.

We began on August 22, at 8:02 AM, the exact time of the Full Moon in the final degree of Leo. Leo rules the heart. The final degree of any sign symbolizes what must be learned before the next sign can be successfully embarked upon.

So, what must be learned? Coeur-age, that is, we must dare to open the heart, no matter what comes, and keep it open, so that the LOVE that fills and fuels the universe may pour through and alchemize the continuously invading F.E.A.R.

During our last LAF meditation, Janet found herself going back over fearful situations in her life, doing personal work to alchemize memories. This time, she said her LAF meditation was easy, natural, not personal.

And myself?

After seven Sundays, I’m proud? — no; embarrassed? not exactly; chagrined? closer — to announce that this morning, for the first time since we began, my own meditation was decidedly personal. Sure, I want to help “save the world” from the predations of the evil ones. But so what? First, I must learn how to save myself.

And to say that it took this long, seven Sunday meditations, for me to turn from thinking myself a sort of “universal helper” to recognizing that I’m a severely wounded being, just like everyone else, is, yes, a matter of chagrin. The ego is involved. I cannot but admit that.

Okay, what happened.

For about three months now, I have been in pretty much unwilling contact with a woman who comes from afar, is on the road, looking for a place to call home. As soon as I met her, I realized, on an unconscious level, that she felt like a “sucker,” that is, she sucks my energy. I tried to bat that recognition away, but it hasn’t worked.

Which makes this a perfect situation for me to learn about my own need to disentangle from the tendrils of others who, usually without realizing it, seek to manipulate me through calling upon my sympathy, my empathy.

Okay, she contacted me again by email mid-week, said she would be in town and wanted to do the next Sunday meditation with me, and to come share a meal. Though I noticed my stomach contracting in response, at first I provisionally agreed, but said that I had to think about it. After sitting for 24 hours with the stubbornly unchanging instinct that did NOT want to see or be with her again, and especially, that did NOT want to do this meditation in her presence, I emailed her again to say so, trying to be nice, but full of as much desperation myself as I detect in her that she NOT contact me.

A few hours later, I felt badly about the tone of my reply, and emailed her yet again, saying she could try me again in one month. That I might feel differently by that time.

It might help to know that this woman has her Sun and Moon closely conjunct in Taurus, and that they both nearly exactly conjunct my Moon in Taurus. That fixed, earthy Taurus Moon has long been the part of me that I’ve had to come to terms with, since my restless and aspiring Sagittarian Sun/Ascendant and Mars constantly seek to view this material world from high above. For me, what has helped to ground myself immensely are physical and emotional practices that work with the body, to bring my mind in attunement with that stubborn lunar part of me that seeks security, safety in the material world. Furthermore, during these last 18 years, I have managed to create a tiny little permacultural paradise around me that meets with my Sagittarian visions of what this world could look like if, together, we re-member how to connect more fully with (Taurus) nature: see greenacresvillage.org.

That this woman’s Sun/Moon link so closely to my Moon shows my emotional identification with both her nature and her desperation. I can’t seem to “shake” her. She keeps coming back.

On her part, over these past two years she has been undergoing an immensely powerful, once-in-a-lifetime Plutonian transit back and forth over her Capricorn Ascendant, and so, despite her desperation to find a place to call home (Sun/Moon in Taurus), she must ultimately consent to bottoming-out, dying to who she thinks she is (and that includes her resume, which is extraordinary), in order to be reborn.

Okay, so that’s the situation going into today’s meditation with Janet. I told Janet the story, and we processed for awhile, realizing that this woman — seeking relief, feeling abandoned, no friends, needing a place to call home, and, most of all, desperate — represents a vast segment of humanity today — refugees of various kinds who have been uprooted, due to various causes and conditions, usually originating in transnational predatory capitalism, with the entire situation worsened enormously by the ongoing Covid Con. Indeed, we might generalize further to say that most settled people today F.E.A.R this rootless state, and try desperately to both keep refugees away and make sure it’s not their fate.

So . . . Janet and I decided to once again to begin with a focus on feelings, on the fearful feelings that most of us try to either deny, or at least to hold inside or project onto others. Once again, as we did last week, we decided to let our emotional bodies move into full on howling, shrieking, however best the buried collective pain be allowed to express. And this time, we also encouraged bodily movement. For me it meant standing up and noticing myself going into full-on defensive mode, again and again, howling while thrusting away with my fists the woman whose desperately needy energy sucks at my soul.

I was trying, and failing, to “get rid of her.”

Then, during our meditation, I felt discouraged, noticing myself still wrestling with the energy of this woman, noticing that indeed, no matter what I do, I can’t seem to be rid of my identification with her plight.

About 15 minutes in, I began to notice a gradual shift. Hard to put it in words here; it felt like my “identification” was morphing into communion with the whole; that through my identification with her I could feel much more strongly the F.E.A.R. that grips the world, and that we need to fully face and embrace in order to alchemize it into LOVE.

Now I was feeling the F.E.A.R. of the whole world as channeled through her being into my heart, which then, I was able to keep open and allow the universal LOVE pouring through to both penetrate and alchemize.

Indeed, I realize now, were it not for this woman, I would have been able stay somewhat “above it all,” thinking, after all, I’ve conquered my F.E.A.R., so what’s wrong with any of you that you haven’t? Yet, my mind had captured me, leaving behind my body, which of course still, and always will, seek security.

So I thank this woman, for her service, in showing me just how much I still have to learn.

 

 

Neck ‘n neck, race to the finish line: Great Reset vs. Great Awakening

October 8, 2021

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The Covid Conundrum keeps on mutating, as the march towards the Great Reset races neck and neck with the march towards the Great Awakening. According to Clif High, October is the month when 30% of the normies (likely the vaxxed) WAKE UP.  (Ye Gods! Only three weeks left? What will be “the news” that opens sleepy normie eyes? Financial crash? Massive Hunter Biden reveal? Durham Report? Crimes against Humanity?) According to Juan O Savin, we need 80% of the U.S. population AWAKE before we use the military to take down the cabal. Otherwise, civil war. And, he claims, we have about 70% now. So: If about 50% of the population are vaxxed (probably not that high), and if 30% of those do WAKE UP this month, are we not up to and over the required 80%?

But then, there’s this:

In a civil war, the authoritarian left would be easily beaten; but it won’t end there

Here are five more posts which, as a set, demonstrate the evolutionary edge this Conniving Covid Crap is provoking.

Hmmm . . . How many companies are also having this particular difficulty because of Covid bullshit?

Companies are so desperate to fill jobs they’re getting rid of drug tests

Check out England. First six months after the vax:

Fact Check: 30,305 people did die within 21 days of having Covid-19 vaccine, says ONS: it’s simple math

Lots of sports figures are refusing the vax. Or, if consenting, with this recognition:

NBA star Andrew Wiggins on getting vaccinated: “I guess you don’t own your body”

Follow the money!

And of course, Famous Fraud-ci (who now has his very own movie out — gag) makes headlines again in one of his many appearances before the bought and paid for MSM. Question: who owns Fauci? Because you know very well that this highest paid official in the U.S. Gov is NOT singing his own tune. He’s just another, unusually narcissistic — loves the limelight and has proved his staying power — psychopathic puppet for the ones who remain hidden, in the shadows. Some even say aliens . . .

Fauci says people have to give up what you consider your individual right of making your own decision on vaccines

Yeah, and besides, once they use successive boosters to turn you into a transhuman nano-AI robot, you won’t need to make any decisions, because . . . no more free will. So come on folks, do it now, just give in!

And yet . . .

Was there ever anyone more fun to make fun of?

On balance, what impresses me is human resilience throughout this latest, and most difficult endurance test we’ve ever, ever, EVER! encountered. So magnificent, so magical, we human beings. I discovered this once again last night when son Colin and I attended an in-person meeting near Martinsville, Indiana with about two dozen other unmasked people, all there to support and participate in a regional meeting of COS (Convention of States). I had  been invited as a result of signing this petition at the local fair a few months ago.

Initially, I wanted to go just to see who the people are locally who would attend such a meeting. (In the same way I began to attend UFO conferences. Who ARE these people? My interests start out sociological, and then mutate into — what? true believer? NO. But expanded awareness? YES!)

One redneck had on a Defend the Police teeshirt.

And of course, none of them were from Bloomington, which the mostly rural folk in the room told me they refer to as “The People’s Republic of Bloomington.”

I must say, I was very impressed. Lots of energy, lots of stories, some of which I missed, since we were late, having gotten lost.

Which is a story in itself, to wit: The new highway construction was making it very difficult for us to figure out how to get to the meeting at a church to which we had never been, and son Colin forgot his phone, and my phone doesn’t have the usual capacity. So we asked a woman in Martinsville, and she tried to explain, but then just gave up, and said, “Follow me.” So we did, about five confusing miles. When we arrived, Colin told me to take out what was in a bag in the back seat and hand it to her. So I did: a little cake, and some fruit jam — both Amish made. She was thrilled, and her kids in the back seat had a terrific lesson in the gifting economy.

Okay back to the meeting. We did arrive in time to hear from two people who were recently fired from their jobs, both for refusal to take the vax. One of them is/was a pastor who had just preached about the Covid Con to his congregation — and was then let go.

My kind of people.

One woman especially, blew everybody away, with her utter determination and infectious enthusiasm for the task at hand. She’s been personally investigating voter fraud here in Indiana, and no surprise, is already finding the same patterns as shown in Maricopa County, Arizona. Here’s another petition website she has just started.

And believe you me, she — and we — will get results. This is We the People movement is spreading from state to state, as localities everywhere WAKE UP in time to defeat the globalist Great Reset.

Oh, and BTW: when you push the “donate” button on her new website, here’s what pops up. YES!

 

 

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”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
“The longer we live, the larger, the richer the background against which all future experiences take place, and the more complex and subtle our understanding of our own past.” — AK, 1986, A Soul’s Journey
“To me, the most interesting question about human memory is why only certain events, rather than others, carry a charge. Where does the charge come from?” — AK, 1986, A Soul’s Journey
“At a party, many decades ago, a man whom I had just met burst out, in a tone of wonder: ‘You are the first continuously splitting schizophrenic I’ve ever met!’ I bowed low and responded, ‘Thank you!’” —
”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
Ann Kreilkamp

Ann Kreilkamp

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).