While a large percentage of inhabitants of the planet Earth welcome and/or
eagerly await the end of the world. I suppose in many belief systems, world’s
end and /or Armageddon is part of the teachings, or at least to my
understanding a highlight in world’s history to look forward to and celebrate.
Even though much income arrives from events of commercial venue, the
Government of Guatemala put an end to the enormous amount of sightseers
and pilgrims to the Mayan sites confirming that not even according to the
calendar of the world’s choice… especially the financial gain world choice… does
the world end this month. In fact some said they were rather disturbed to have
used their ancient culture to capitalize on their time-line.
As it sometimes, actually often, happens, Universe put me in a position, at which
time I have a chance to ponder unusual questions.
A large part of my family believes in reincarnation in one form or another and
NORMALLY it is said believe, which puts our mind at rest when a death occurs.
We appreciate the time we were allowed to spend together in THIS lifetime and
talk about the reunions of the next lifetime. How will we be related the next time,
what will our lessons and relationships be like in the next life. Who will return
first… to again complete the circle of your relationships?
With the recent loss of a very young member of our family and the approach of
another passing, it is certainly food for thought.
Universe put me in a heavily gated backyard in South Central Los Angeles. I
can hear a lot of traffic helicopters overhead, occasionally, Church bells marking
the hours and strange clouds formations bringing long awaited rain. Planes are
stacked in landing patterns in one directions, while heavy air traffic on take-off in
Doves, squirrels, crows and centipedes are competing for my attention and live
here amongst the hustle and buzzle of the human and mechanical elements of
the oh, so big City of Angels. Everything is grateful for the rain showers and
under this covered porch it sounds familiar, almost like the never ending rain in
Olympia, Washington, minus cactuses and palm trees along the fences and the
big iron gates.
Baby-boomers is the name given to my generation, those of us conceived
during and at the end of WW2 and born right after the war. I guess everyone felt
a surge in hope of a better, peaceful world, got bitten by the love bug and HERE
WE WERE! Baby-boomers are now at an age, in which many of us are old and
in the winter phase of our life’s.
There has always been generational surges in life and death, except it is somewhat noticeable at this time, since there are so many of us at a time when
it is time to leave this plane and transition to the next life.
I remember in the 90’s I called the woman, which raised me part time, each
Tuesday. mostly because overseas calls were rather spendy back then. The
conversation was always the same.
” How are you?”
” Like always. hurting everywhere.”
“What can I do for you?’
“Nothing, I don’t know if I am still here next week. I am so sad, all my friends
are dead and I want to leave now.”
“You have been saying this for 10 years, you will be here next week.”
“Time for me to go, I am the only one left. Not fair, I am the only one left.”
” Don’t say that, you will be here next week.”
” You don’t understand…. time to vacate and join my friends.”
” Don’t say that, you will be here next week.”
Then… one Tuesday she did not answer the phone, she had joined her friends.
I did not give it much thought until in recent months when I recalled her voice
and our… 2 minute…Tuesday conversations.
18 months ago I made a promise to blog the 2012 elections. If I remember
correctly the reason was that I had many friends on the road, filming on
locations, working without time to follow the madness and friends
overseas,which were unable to follow the American News from their
homelands. By me posting clips in my blogs, they were able to get straight to
the highlights and stayed informed. I followed through with my promise
complaining for what seemed a very long time, that I was dumb enough to
undertake such an almost impossible task. 2 hours a day, each day. It was
One of the things I marveled at was the age of the people involved in keeping
us updated. They were young, capable, intelligent… I was in awe of the
amounts of PHD’s all over the news broadcasts and advisers to the Baby-
boomer and “Dinosaur” politicians.
I am working very hard to keep up with technology, I still have my TV SHOW: A
Visit with a person of High Strangeness. I mastered YouTube, Twitter ,
MySpace and Facebook. Learning how to shop Ebay and Amazon and got a
Kindle Fire for my 65th B day. I look and listen to the old fogies running our
country and the terror they created for months by trying to put us back into the
1950’s. BEFORE Flower Children and the Hippie Movement. It is the same
people, which were involved in said time era which attempted to resurrect Jim
Crow, old hatreds and woman’s oppression.
We were gathered in that backyard in South Central when President Obama
was reelected. It became surreally still. then….fireworks, people ran into the
streets, hugging and kissing us on the cheeks. The country relaxed, started
breathing and a giant SHIFT occurred.
The extreme caution we, Claudia and I, exercised the day before while walking
to the store …in broad day light… disappeared and we walked the streets in the
dark, mingling with the neighbors and people just driving by. It was only later we
thought about what could it have been like had there been a different outcome in
the election results.
Election Night was not the end of the SHIFT. It was very noticeable and
continued. People at the airports, in stores, pumping gas and during the terrible
storms in the NW, which followed. Flooding. mudslides and leaking roofs
seamed to have been dealt with much easier than in January and while our
spirits were in turmoil not knowing where our country was heading. Less than
wondering about direction, the extreme hatred weigh heavy on the population,
even if they did not comprehend the full extend, everything was lighter almost
Many people I talked to …. for those of you, which know me are aware I will talk
to anyone. I stop people in the streets and ask their opinion about whatever my
mind seems to be hatching for that day….
What I found is by talking to many…. I must add the age group was from about
30 to about 78….. was that everyone had noticed and what they described as
INSIDE BALANCE. I must include myself in order for me to be more
descriptive. It feels like there is a balance, a certain evenness within myself.
I am now able to act as an observer, rather than an empath or enforcer. I can
step back from a situation, look at it, relate to it and move on, or I can say NO.
Many were looking for the world to end, is it possible a shift occurred in some of
us and we acquired an instant inner knowing and with that changed something
on the planet.
The medicine wheel of life is circular.
It has 4 directions and 4 seasons.
The natural order of life is: Birth, Adolescence, Adulthood and Wisdom/Old
age. Like the seasons. Spring is renewal and when we understand this on all
levels we will be less resistance to change. The Summer Generation is very
capable of taking care of the planet and we can relax. We can offer wisdom and
experience when asked, trust the Summer generation they will tend to the
planet, in the same way we did, when we were in SUMMER.
It is time for my generation to step aside.
It is time for people to understand the natural order of things.
It is time for people to abandon taught behavior and teachings as to wanting to
change the order of life and death.
It is not the end of the world on December 21st, 2012. It is the beginning of an
awareness, so the Planet can start healing and people can enjoy this new
Appreciate people while they are walking the Earth, show love for one another
and remember there is a time when the hourglass will have to be turned, so the
process can repeat.
Have a great new beginning and celebrate 2013.
Be on the the lookout for my new book: 2012 …what am I still doing here….
It will be online by January 1st, 2013
Love and Light
Here is the greatest summery I was able to find!
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