Looking back . . .

Yeah, remember this?

Trouble is, not sure how much has changed. I hear about people “waking up,” but don’t see it where I live.

Yeah, and I can’t help but widen the context . . .

Sheee-it! (Hot damn. I’ve had this next meme on my desktop for months. Finally, a place to let it go.)

Oh hell, why worry? Just take a pill, say I to myself absolutely never.

Oh, but let’s put myself in perspective, shall we?

Yep, this paranoid attitude is downright boring, not to mention the perfect example of what I rail against . . .

Yet, let’s not rail against myself either!

Instead, do what these children do.

And what I do, for the past few years, now that I’ve mostly switched from left to right brain dominance . . . Every morning, out for my long walk. What opportunities will I encounter to practice the blessing, and thus lift my own heart in the process?

Just keep going. No matter what. The world transforms into what we perceive it to be.

”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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