Well, here we are, another Monday in midwest winter “paradise.” With howling wind outside and much much colder temps. Yesterday and into the evening, and for the past few days, highs (and lows!) in the 50s. Thirty point drop overnight. Surprised? Welcome to weather wars, rendered especially acute during holiday travel times.

So yeah, I AM a conspiracy theorist. No question about it. I see and look for patterns; not so I can change anything on the outside, but so I can center myself on the inside, no matter what.

Looks like, though continued windy until tomorrow evening, it will climb ten degrees or so to mid 20s by late afternoon today, but . . . geez, no way can I postpone my usual (early morning) 4-mile walk. Or can I? Geez! What shall I do, run up and down the basement stairs a few times just to get the blood flowing, the usual manic nervous energy off?

I’m reminded of other daily routines that I personally, have very recently chosen, to change. And, I just now realized! — while immersed in the annual collective unconscious directive. YES. At the very end of 2025, when “New Years’ Resolutions” are traditionally made.

Here’s one: daily sipping of my specially made chai tea elixir all day long. Just carrying the cup with me from desk, to easy chair, back to desk, etc., all day along. Of course! Just like I notice in my walks around town, people clutching their phones, or their Starbucks cups. I’m reminded of babies sucking their thumbs, all of us babies, driven by unconscious trauma-bonded needs stemming from childhood or beyond, torquing our every thought and action. (See Saturn/Neptune in Pisces posts.)

And yet forced, at least some of us, likely most of us, to interrupt, or at least take notice of, and possibly wall off, or stop altogether (Saturn) comfort seeking addictions (Neptune) during this final turning back into Pisces before their exceedingly rare joint — hopefully directed (Saturn), because it’s either that, or the the failed attempt to wall off (Saturn) Aries, will necessitate explosion, chaos, as those who have been asleep or avoiding or ignoring  (Neptune) feel energetically these two planets ignite together at 0° Aries on February 20.

Instead of sipping all day long, I’m confining myself to drinking only at meal times. Why? My so-called “accidental” (synchronous) discovery, a few days ago, just after paying a $1700 dental bill, of youtube videos by  Dr. Ellie Phillips, DDS, 

Here’s another daily habit change, again, thanks to Dr. Ellie: I’ve ceased using (acidic!) lemon juice (and/or apple cider vinegar) in the early morning, plus asking for it every time I’m enjoying a meal out. Like on my Turkey Run retreat, a few days ago. So righteous, was my routine lemon/water request!

(And likely, so (Sagittarianly) righteous, will I one day view this new routine, just getting started, thanks to Dr. Ellie Phillips, DDS. Thus is the fate, for one who views her entire life as an experiment . . .)

Here I am, at 83 years old, obsessively focused for so many decades with bodily health to the point where I enjoy the kind of energy that most people don’t even have in their 40s  . . . BUT: and it’s an enormous but: while I rejected western allopathic medicine nearly half my lifetime ago, I made a single exception: my mouth! Instead, I was a good girl, a good girl, getting teeth cleaned every six months, or for a while there, every three months, brushing teeth and flossing at least twice a day, etc. Plus, over the decades, fillings, refillings, crowns, a root canal, etc. etc.

Whereas I had been practicing a permacultural approach in my own bodily life, I made an exception for the mouth! And not even noticing that I was doing so! (Saturn/Neptune!) Instead of seeing the mouth as its own multidimensional biome, with subtle and not so subtle tendrils reaching throughout the body, I saw the mouth in the usual allopathic, mechanical way, cleaning, scouring, replacing, crowning, filling; meanwhile, endlessly, gums continue to recede, and dental bills, the older I get (and no longer supported by even the tiny amount of insurance that Delta Dental used to give me), continue to rise.

So here we are: another shibboleth trashed at the very end of 2025.

My own personal story a fractal of, resonating with, that of the culture at large. Of course!

And what is very interesting to me: I can sense my body telling me Yes Yes YES! to my new focus on a permaculture way of managing dental health. Still learning. It will be a process.

Remember, Ann: the more powerful the transformation, the longer it takes to enact. While there may be sudden breakthroughs (my speciality), they both follow and precede daily, hourly, minute by minute, moment by moment, subtle glacial movements fueled by powerful decisions that resonate not only

throughout the body/mind/soul/spirit,

but radiate into the larger material/astral/energetic/spiritual surround —

— like blessings, or curses —

depending on one’s point of view,

— point-from-which-one- views —

itself determined by one’s relatively large or small,

frame, context, overton window —

3D?

5D?

Beyond?

 

At this point,

at 9:57 AM EST

on 12/29/25

it appears that

the entire

mysterious

continuously expanding?

omniverse

is up for grabs.