Hey! Exciting news. After following a story I was channeling, either from my imagination or the spirit world of speaking, of to Robin Williams’ on a pretty regular basis, starting shortly after his death in 2014. But our visits abruptly ended in 2019. The good news here in 2021: He’s back!

Robin first appeared to me a few weeks after his tragic death, in a hilarious way. One morning as I turned on my side… there he was inches from my face on the pillow beside me, batting his eyes like in his character in BIRDCAGE. And Robin said, “Howdy, Ken!” I never laughed so hard in my life. Laughter mixed with tears of reunion, At least that’s how I remember it this time. Psst. Time is fluid.

Sounds nuts, but Einstein believed “time is an illusion”. Something he believed the mind creates to help us conceptualize the vast ocean of space. So based on what Albert said maybe time is where spirit (us) and science (space) meet. Because we are space, a part of the universe. A pixel if you will, badly in need of reunion.

But I digress. Robin’s spirit visited me frequently for years. I followed his transformation to a blue whale, then as a killer shark, then as a dolphin and finally to a starfish. All his joyous reincarnations used ocean life to bring his frequency of joy to a world that missed him terribly. I lost connection with his spirit when he became a starfish in 2019. And, yeah, I don’t care if this all my imagination or not. Why? Because thinking it might be real makes me happy. Duh. It’s the not knowing that’s cool, motherfuckers! We used to a call it fucking mystery before America lost it’s damn mind!

Ah, those last two sentences are Robin’s spirit coming through. Let’s connect.

Ken: You’re coming in loud and clear, Robin.

Robin: That’s a big 10/4, Sheetzie. And I wish to thank Billy the Squid for acting as conduit for tonight’s chat. Shit man, clueless that when I became a starfish it would be like doing fucking taxes talking to reach your fat ass! Wow, you put on some covid weight, bro.

Billy the Squid: Focus, your majesty. I only got 8 tentacles here!

Robin: Ken, meet Billy the Squid. His real name I shit you not. He only agreed to be our conduit if he could coach me on the call.

Ken: Nice to meet you, Billy. You’re the first squid I’ve had the pleasure to meet. How long have you been a connector to the star fish network?

Robin: Guys, I’m sorry as shit but I have a meeting on Saturn in 30.

Billy the Starfish: My bad. I promised to only observe.

Robin: Sorry I lost touch, Ken and fans. But I’m baaaack! And guess what?

Ken: What?

Robin: I am king of the starfish people!

Ken: That’s awesome, Robin.

Robin: I know! I know! The sex is incredible. At least, I think it’s sex. This five pointed body and decentralized brain is bummer at times.

Ken: Besides the sex, what else is great about being… Oh, Elizabeth is here. She wants to ask you a question.

Elizabeth: Oh. I don’t have one, Ken. No. I just walked in to put my computer to bed for the day. It’s nice you are back, Robin. Please have coffee with us tomorrow at your favorite haunt, The Coffee Pot.

Robin: Oh, yes! But Billy can you, help me out again tomorrow?

Billy the Squid: Of course, Robin. You’re king. You don’t need to ask. Command!

Robin: Billy, I command you to be my connector for breakfast in Sedona with Ken and Elizabeth tomorrow so that I make partake of my favorite coffee in the state of Arizona.

Billy the Squid: Sorry. No can do.

Robin: Oh.

Billy the Squid: Ah, just fucking with you! Your majesty’s wish is my command!

Ken: Great. Elizabeth’s in the sauna. I’ll let her know when we’re done with the blog tonight. Typos and all.

Robin: Beautiful Elizabeth is getting naked in the sauna and you want to talk to me? I’d say I’m touched, Ken but, what in hell’s going on here?

Ken: Covid’s been tough on America’s sex life. I’m no exception. But I’m lucky to be alive after the Trump shit show.

Robin: It’s all the starfish nation could do to navigate humanity back onto the right timeline away from Trumptopia.

Ken: Thanks for that, man. Let all the starfish know. But I got a bone to pick with you. Last time I heard from you was via your crazy starfish answering machine message (10/21/19).

Robin: Gotta admit I’d not done my research on starfish. Not having a brain… Well, it made it kinda tough to get in touch.

Ken: Chill. I got to experience your sudden departure from my life a third time. I’m getting good at it. Tell you what, Robin. Tired. Or maybe this is sudden to be back in touch so vividly. I see you’re on the same Hawaiian coral reed I last had visuals on. Cool.

Robin: Oh, bro. So sorry. Let’s grab the coffee tomorrow. Rest. Snuggle.

Billy the Squid: You’re wife Elizabeth is amazing. Beauty.

Ken: As one psychic put it a blessing for my work in Antarctica.

Billy the Squid. Been an honor to meet the one and only Ken Sheetz.

Robin: See you and the bride – congrats on that — in the morning. I like it with cream and sugar.

Ken: I haven’t forgotten. Tomorrow then. So excited to have connection again. Thanks, Billy…. Wait a fucking minute.

Robin: Billy’s a special squid.

Ken: Dad?

Billy the Squid: I was. Hi, son.

Ken: Ah, Dad. Hi. See you guys at breakfast tomorrow. Lots to process.

The next morning it was freakishly cold for Sedona in May and so we had Sunday coffee at our house with Robin and Billy the Squid, who shockingly was my father in his past life. The connection was good but not as strong as the night before. W spoke on a number of topics. Here are a few highlights from the 30 minute coffee with Robin Williams visitation.

Ken & Elizabeth: Morning, Robin. Thanks for the connection, Billy.

Robin & Billy the Squid: Morning.

Ken: How’s the coffee?

Robin: Healthier than the Coffee Pot java, but I hope we can do this again soon there. Addicted to their brew.

Billy the Squid: Grateful. Delish.

Elizabeth smiles. She’s not quite awake, I can tell. But she plays along in the beautiful way she loves to. But I can tell she’s wary of my father spirit, who was as unpredictably abusive as he was loving in life.

Ken: So, Billy. Do you remember much of your human life as my father?

Billy the Squid: Less and less each day. But yep. I hope you’re focusing on the good times we had. My teaching you to draw, fishing, tickles. The good stuff.

Ken: I try to. Still lots to process on the dark side. Dropping with a lot of your racism you managed to drum into me.

Robin: Karma’s a bitch. Billy’s a black squid from the coral reef projects now. Yo!

Ken: What else is new in the after world?

Robin: You can stop worrying about Trump and his GOP 24/7. The starfish planetary matrix is on the job. You’re not out of the woods yet, but lots of progress. You’ll love how it all turns out.

Ken: Sure doesn’t look that way, but thanks for freeing up some of my mental drive space. Wow. This is great rye toast. Is this made in Sedona, hon?

Elizabeth: I don’t know. — So Robin, you chose Billy for the direct connect didn’t you?

Robin: Bingo!

Ken: So weird to see you as a squid, Dad. You’re a little guy.

Billy is silent. Elizabeth squirts herself in the face eating her grapefruit and yelps.

Ken: Any questions for Robin or Billy?

Elizabeth: How do you like it out there in the sea?

Robin: I’m king of the starfish. As a comic pal once said, things get fuzzy without a brain, “It’s good to be king.”

Elizabeth: You make that title up, Robin?

Robin: Ha ha. Not to brag but I am the first human to join the starfish nation to retain some of my human consciousness. Guess that’s why they made me king.

Elizabeth: Do you have a government?

Billy the Squid: We don’t need one.

Elizabeth: Why not?

Robin: No property. No boundaries but the earth itself.

Ken: Cool.

Elizabeth: How’d you find Billy, Robin?

Robin: I sent out an SOS. Billy swam a couple hundred miles to reach me.

Elizabeth: Billy, how do you like seeing your son Ken?

Billy the Squid: He’s aged a lot in 10 years.

Ken: Hey! And it’s eleven years. This last year in covid has been hard.

Elizabeth: Billy, have you seen any other family?

Billy the Squid: Ken’s the first as the firstborn. Your mom Alice is over here, Elizabeth. She’s a seahorse.

Elizabeth: Wow! Who else is with Alice?

Robin: Your brother. Also a Bill. He’s sea tortoise now.

Elizabeth: Cool one. How’d he get so lucky?

Robin: Your Billy was always lucky.

Elizabeth: He was! Is my dad around? What about my granddad?

Robin: Both living life as humans again. Your granddad is the dad this time. The old switcheroo.

Billy the Squid: I can find your dad in this life if you like. Elizabeth.

Elizabeth: Really? I’d love that.

Billy the Squid: On it. Connector rule.

Ken: We found our dog from a past life, Runs with eagles, Lincoln.

Elizabeth: 600,000 people have died in America. Death toll is likely three times that. Ten million worldwide.

Robin: Things are way more crowded here in the ocean. Lot’s of welcoming of people who didn’t know they were dead. But in the scope of the planet with all the extinction there’s never been so much death. It’s not going to be the same kind of world unless we stop killing other species. Don’t be sad.

Elizabeth: What was the purpose of he pandemic?

Robin: No purpose. Just a byproduct of unhealthy living. Time to change that, people.

Ken: Been starting with myself. Was going pretty well until Covid. Ate a lot of comfort food. But I am back on the beam again. Eating better. Reverse aging again. Even started writing screenplays again.

Robin: Ken, you need an agent to navigate Hollywood. I’m going to pull some strings psychically for you.

Ken: Thanks. I’ve always been afraid to get myself out there because I’m so farout people might think I’m nuts. Like my grandma Agnes warned me.

Robin: People thought I was nuts. Fuck ’em. Focus on the people who love you, warts and all.

Elizabeth: Robin, why are people ignoring reality?

Robin: Because it sucks. Making a better world is way harder than pretend.

Elizabeth: People are dividing themselves along story lines. Chips in the vaccine. Biden cheated. Sucks.

Robin: Yes. But coffee is still wonderful.

Elizabeth: What’s your advice on getting through the next year? Two?

Robin: Follow the map is on Ken’s forehead. Head in five directions.

Ken: This scar on my head is map?

Robin: Treasure map. Overlay the starfish pattern on Ken head with a map of the world with Sedona at the center. Extend the lines until you hit something that’s cool.

Ken: Makes crazy sense. In my spirit work things manifest in 3D. Had Eagle on the back of my head to help me heal my past and now starfish map to carry me forward.

Robin: One more thing. The key to America’s survival is to find a way to love respect what’s good about the right.

Elizabeth: What’s good about them?

Ken: They love family. They’re loyal as to a fault. They’re terribly misled by Trump and his cronies.

Billy the Squid: Attract them back to the light with light.

Ken: Easier said than done. But thanks.

Billy the Squid: Elizabeth, some of your dad and grandad are reincarnated on the east coast. Cape Cod to be exact. I’ll keep tuning in on them.

Robin: Getting tired, guys. One last question?

Elizabeth: Nothing top of my mind, your majesty.

Robin: Exactly. Nothingness is what humanity needs more of with their busy minds.

We all laugh.

Robin: Peace out you two. Nanu, nanu.

Billy the Squid: Bye, son. Nice to connect, Elizabeth.

Ken & Elizabeth: Bye!