THOUGHTS ON THE LIFESPANS OF MAYFLIES, DOGS, HUMANS AND REDWOODS

These thoughts on life’s brevity and its fragile nature yet beauty were written a few hours before the tragedy in Vegas. Already they feel like words from another era, another me.  Nonetheless I offer this blog with prayers for the lost and wounded at the concert last night as we must accept in our crazy times that we must live each day with as much love and light as possible, no matter what fate has in store for us.

OCTOBER 1, 2017

Our neighbor Paul, a gregarious man with beard Santa would envy, dropped by today while I was weeding the backyard, that grew wild while I traveled two months out three this summer showing our new Antarctica meditations film across the southwest with my love and partner in all things Elizabeth. Well, it was more like Paul was dragged here by his big dog that outweighs the thin as rail scrappy 70-something.

The former trail guide Paul’s adorable German Shepard, Julie, who I learned is eight years old, gave Elizabeth and me both kisses and presented  herself for hugs. Paul gave welcome advice for packing for our upcoming hike into Havasu Falls in the Grand Canyon this week. He suggested 25 pounds max weight for us each. His assurance I could make the hike calmed Elizabeth who has been worried sick about my being in good enough shape to make it to the blue green waters.

As I watched my teenage, by human years, Lincoln and the frisky 56-year-old, by human years, Julie work on lifting Lincoln’s play skills, I thought about my 65th birthday last week. How weird a thing age is.  Turning 65 means now magically means I am on the same great Medicare coverage Bernie Sanders is tilting at windmills for us all.

It makes no sense to me as I pondered, while Julie snuck into the house to steal Lincoln’s bones, that my arbitrary birthdate, which some bureaucrat decided made me insurable with Medicare, while Elizabeth is stuck on Obamacare. BTW, I have to thank Elizabeth, an expert in Medicare, for guiding me to the best coverage in the complex decision making process that would puzzle most lawyers for its complexity of choice.

I dislike Trump for his huge ego and mean heart, have since the 80s. My spirit guide Ohom has said he’ll have an awakening to higher consciousness while in office.  But I grow weary of the wait after three hurricanes have had no impact on his stubborn ego.

But the Trumpster is right for once, Obamacare is not a good thing for enough people. Certainly not for me. I got un-Affordable health care quote of $400 a month with a $5000 deductible only 50% coverage and no pharma plan. Pass!  Now under Medicare I am covered 100% for about $300 a month for all drugs and medical with a $180 dedcutible. That’s more like it!

Unfortunately, Trump has no real plan to replace Obamacare with something better once he repeals it. He simply hates Obama and is out to ruin anything the black man did out of spite and simmering racism.

Enter Bernie to the rescue.

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I love Bernie’s plan of Medicare for everyone, much as it’s not going to have the votes. But there’s hope it will pass after a sweep of the Tea Party candidates ruining the Republican party beside ineffective Dems in the 2018 elections. We need to get to the center again as a nation.

I shook off the odd feeling of siding with Trump and Bernie at the same time that was enough to make me feel like my head might explode. So I turned me thoughts to our dogs living 7 times faster a life than we.  Putting my consciousness into the dogs POV, as they sniffed the yard hunting for lizards, I could see we humans seem to move through time in slow motion in comparison to them. It was groovy to visualize they do not suffer any feeling of a shorter life anymore than we feel cheated that Redwoods live thousands of years longer than we do.

Then I thought of Mayflies who live only a few hours once they emerge from the water.  I checked in and yes, same for them.  A lifetime is measured in a few hours feels as long as our own. By comparison to a mayfly, I thought, smiling up to take in the deep blue Sedona sky, I am redwood tree in lifespan.

One day I will outlive little Lincoln as I have many pets in my life. But it’s nice to realize our little doggie does not feel his life is short. Indeed, his life is like Einstein’s theory of relativity in doggie form.

Then I thought how good it is to be so vibrant and healthy at 65, fit enough to take on the Grand Canyon at an age when my grandmother was in the nursing home. After all, when I saw the Dreamshield in 2010 I was told I will live to well over 100, as some have in my family, to continue to help usher in the new age .

And now that longer life I am to have is blessed with the best mate of my life and should I be injured I now have the insurance Bernie dreams of for us all. Fingers crossed he pulls it off a miracle. It will be like he won the elections after all as he should have in the first place.

 

Bluehost Sucks

Screen Shot 2017-09-27 at 1.45.17 PMFYI if you are looking for good customer service avoid Bluehost. The hosting service did not start out that way when someone near and dear to me, my partner in BuzzBroz.com our social media biz, started using them 10 years ago. But that’s another story today.

About 6 weeks ago Bluehost suggested Elizabeth upgrade her service with them, for a higher fee of course. She had already prepaid for a 5-year plan.  And oh how the sales person at Bluehost promised it would improve her service. WRONG! Ever since the “upgrade” it’s been one problem after another, starting with all of her sites being black screen for two weeks after the ‘Upgrade.’

Now for another 2 weeks, the site for one of her lines of business, thank goodness not a client site, is forwarding to another website, rendering her income producing page useless and her customers scratching their heads.  And no one at Bluehost can figure out why or how to fix it.  She can’t even restore with a back up because her Bluehost dashboard is broken, too.  Total fail of service and support.

Despite service that’s been so bad from Bluehost that it eventually brought Elizabeth, a tough vet with 17 years as master sergeant, to tears after 6 weeks of tech after tech fails that went in total circles after two hour calls that have now added up to a dozen hours of wasted time.

Clearly in this world of robo-service from the likes of Bluehost, Google, YouTube, Facebook and more, service is a forgotten word.  No one in management has stepped up to help and now when she calls she is told that it’s being handled by a senior tech adviser but the “senior tech advisers don’t take calls.” Take heart, there are a few bright spots for good service on the web. GoDaddy and Vimeo are two.

How long until these good guys devolve into the bad service joke that is Bluehost’s circular “we cannot help you” brand service who can say? But long as they keep up good service, Godaddy and Vimeo will benefit from the vacuum left by the Bluehost bad service losers of the web.

 

Update, after a flurry of attempts and many more hours of Elizabeth’s time at service the pages remain a mess.

Lessons in Love & Fear: Lincoln the Rescue Dog

This past February I was struck with love at first site as a young lady Human Society worker paraded a little dog across the Sedona Petsmart parking lot. Several hundred dollars of dog paraphernalia later, Elizabeth and I were filled with joy taking home a one-year-old rescue dog pre-named Lincoln. Abe being one of my spirit guides we kept the name.

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Lincoln our rescue dog beats the heat with new booties we bought to protect him from hot asphalt.

Lincoln quickly sniffed out most of our house, tail wagging. But soon as we turned our backs to talk about the amazing luck we had getting such a gorgeous dog for only $50, we noticed he peed the Navajo rug dead center of the house.  We chuckled and cleaned up the rug, writing it off to excitement at the new house.

Now, I’ve raised many dogs in my 6 decades on the planet, including, most recently, a dog that became a co-star in my film ZACK’S MACHINE. But I raised all those dogs from pups. Rescue dogs I’ve learned are a whole different, pardon the pun, animal.

Jeez.  It began so well with Lincoln, an adorable cross between a Jack Russell Terrier and Chihuahua. Lincoln took to me for petting and cuddles at first, but in a few days Lincoln became so bonded to my love Elizabeth, who ironically did not really want the dog as much as me, that he began to growl at me when I’d enter the room. 10 months later he’s still growling.

Well, time for classes from a dog pro.  We must be doing something wrong for the guy or we have to accept the last owners ruined this sweet little guy and cope.

One day during his trial period from the Humane Society, Lincoln’s possessiveness escalated to an intense nip on my hand when I held him back from running out after Elizabeth. Both of us chided Lincoln together.  I was in shock.  No dog I owned has ever turned on me. Dogs love me.  We still had half a week to take the dog back free of charge but I decided against it. If this dog was going to be saved from the exterminator we were his best hope.

Lincoln rebelled whenever Elizabeth left the house and hid in the closet.  (He’s still at this today.)  One day we came home and Lincoln had chewed up the venetian blinds. So we resorted to using a crate, something dogs generally like. Not him.  We’d come home and he nose was bloody from charging the bars. He even bent one cage and escaped! So cages were out.

We went on the road for month and tried a pet sitter, a real pro. But despite her best effort he was a little monster with growling and nipping! When we got back we realized our ability to travel was cramped and wondered how we got into this mess.

Still, we took Lincoln as challenge. My love and patience teamed with Elizabeth’s to wear him down his fear of men.  But it’s not going well.  I try not to take this hatred of me in my own home personally. But day after day of dog cowering in fear, growling at and hogging my love’s attention, I must admit wears on me.

What’s the lesson here from the little spirit guide? Lincoln’s fear blinds him to 50% of the love our household has to offer and love from strangers we encounter. Fear also hampers Lincoln’s ability to enjoy pet sitters in Elizabeth’s place.  So this little guy shows us how fear cripples our life and the ability to enjoy all it has to offer.

What the Heck Age is It Anyway? Thoughts on the Fracturing New Age Movement and Doreen Virtue

Wait a minute.  Isn’t this supposed to be the Age of Aquarius instead of the Eve of the Apocalypse? Where’s the freaking Golden Age we started hearing about in the 1960s?

As Ricky used to say to his redhead wife back in the 60s, “Lucy, wha’ happened?!”

Fear happened. The people behind the curtains really know fear and how to wield it to maintain the status quo. Or as what’s happening now, send humanity backwards.

Indeed, the 1/10th of 1% hit pay dirt with liberals and conservatives in America fearing each other like enemies with the election of Donald Trump. In one fell swoop the fear mongers, via real fake news, divided white families and friends from one another like we have not seen since the time of the Civil War. A war that killed 620,000 Americans.

The fractionalization of the New Age can also also be seen in Flat Earth Movement. Startling when I first heard of it a few months ago, the belief earth is flat further fractionalizes the small New Age community. Indeed, how can we solve global warming if we can’t first agree we all live on a globe?

I work in social media as my day job and I am not enjoying my work these days. The toxicity of flame wars fueled by Russian, liberal and conservative trolls, paid and unpaid, has poisoned the web with fear. So can you blame people for being fearful and freaked out when you read headlines like this one from VOX?

North Korea: the US should be “beaten to death like a rabid dog”

Now, North Korea has been making inflammatory remarks like this for decades. But what’s changed is their tiny mind controlled nation is making solid advances on missiles capable of reaching the US.

On top of this our collective fears are exacerbated by our impetuous new leader Donald Trump with his orange finger on the trigger and penchant for name calling on Twitter to attempt to distract from the Mueller investigation on Russian election interference. The effect of all this fear based insanity on America in general and New Age community in particular is, in a word,: depression. This is affecting conscious events with apathetic turnouts and the outright rejection of New Age values.

Prime example: witness the re-conversion to Christianity of Doreen Virtu. As a famed New Age channeler, tarot card designer and reader and author of 50 books, her rejection of her own work has broken the hearts of many of her New Age fans and students.

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Doreen Virtue Steps Back Into the Comfort of Her Christian Beliefs – Source Unknown

But don’t be too hard on Doreen. Like many losing heart that no real new age has in fact emerged from the aging New Age movement she’s fallen back to the comfort of her early faith. The comfort of being told what to believe is right and wrong from authority figures in crazy times can tempt any of us to retreat to the old ways.

Ah I hear many of you. What about cool New Age stuff like Burning Man? Sorry, burners. Burning Man has gotten into a rut too. Some Burners are in their 70s now and the event has grown more commercial and like a self parody. It’s time for Burning Man’s ideas of a cashless society of art and grace to leave the desert and make their way into the mainstream.

Wrapping up, my feeling is this: All the old ways are dying and that includes all faiths plus the New Age quilt of beliefs. So jumping ship now is pointless as we are awaiting something totally new that centers around an end to all polarity and fear. Hang in there.  The new era, pointless to name it until it fully emerges from the current chaos, is already growing up beneath our feet, as my love and visionary partner Elizabeth has seen.

Yes, it’s painful to watch the old dissolve and struggle to stay alive before our eyes; to lose stars like Doreen from the New Age field at such a scary time. But know in your heart the new is in fact coming. I was told on my way back from the Antarctica meditations by my ET spirit guide that the shift would take 50 years to fully be entrenched. And we’re a long way 2062. Be patient.

For now focus your intention on the good you want to see in the new in your meditations. And start with your own world the world you want. Find love and live life to fullest and freest. Never give into fear and keep moving forward!

See our 24 Quantum Intentional Meditations visualizing a better tomorrow here.

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Ken Sheetz and Elizabeth England on the Nile in 2016

 

FRIENDS AND FAMILY MORE IMPORTANT THAN POLITICS

Scratching your head on why Trump is still going strong as he is? Blame our mass media for being not so much as fake as seriously failing to present both sides. If you watch only mainstream media and comedy you really know very little of what he’s doing.

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Photo from the Bloomberg Article that Inspired this post. 

Not all Trump believers are racist idiots. I know this first hand. Take some comfort Trump was elected to do a job of disrupting the status quo by his loyal fans, many of whom are your family and friends. They have not suddenly grown tails and horns. Don’t let yourself be polarized.

Many of his brighter backers are overlooking Trump’s obvious tendencies to racism and misogamy for a higher purpose of a badly needed reboot and freeing us from the deep state. Yeah, and it’s not a pretty sight how he’s going about it. He swims in uncharted waters.

Have some faith this is all going to work out without letting all this hoo ha that about selling soap rob your soul peace.

Extremism left or right is not healthy. Seek balance in all things.

As for me? Well, I’ve disliked Trump since the 1980s for his massive ego. That won’t change for me. But that does not mean I still can’t send intentions in the cosmic field he’ll wake up or love my friends who still back him.

Find the center in meditation: coolestmeditationever.com

MEDIA ECLIPSE

During the turbulent Nixon era we really only had one comedian giving us political humor; Johnny Carson. Johnny was the pioneer in this art of taking the days headlines and mining them for laughs.

Leno followed in Johnny’s political humor footsteps along with Letterman. But political comedy would come to full bloom under the great Jon Stewart.

My spirit guide Robin Williams told me during the elections that a Trump presidency would be “hilarious.”  Indeed, the epic comic turned blue whale in his next life as I have channeled, was right. Under Trump the political humor has been hilarious from Steven Colbert, Seth Meyers, Jimmy Kimmel, Bill Maher, Samantha Bee, Trevor Noah, John Oliver, Conan O’Brien, Alec Baldwin, Jimmy Fallon, James Corden and more up and comers. But the joke of Trump is getting very old very fast. Overexposure is a law of reality.

Looking deeper to my Trump rubber necking, add the 24/7 news channels, like FOX, CNN and MSNBC that did not exists in Nixon times, the talk shows like the View.  Next add that media is now within my pockets via my cell phone 24/7.

Last, add in social media feeding on itself with Tweets and retweets, FB posts, YouTube pundits right and left where I have my day job for BuzzBroz.com, my social media company and I see it:

MEDIA ECLIPSE!

What’s amazing, love him or hate him, is Trump’s uncanny ability to eclipse so much of the 24/7 coverage in this ever expanding media world. Now, I don’t know about you, but I sure need a break.  I am trying to screen and limit Trump overexposure consciously to 30 minutes per day.  That’s still an incredible amount of my day but I was losing hours of work time in the Trump field.

For me my big tension release has been meditation. Back at the start of 2017 my spirit guide Ohom, an ET thought traveler from Nektar, asked me to go the inauguration with my partner Elizabeth transmute fear to love we did it. But since that difficult meditation mission I have to admit I’ve lost my inner place in the Trump fog.

It’s not Ohom’s fault, certainly also not Elizabeth’s, I’ve been sucked into the Trump vortex. The blue Orion never asked me to do more than the spirit work of that one day as regards to one Donald J Trump, which Elizabeth and I did gratefully and with great success. You can see for yourself on our playlist.

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No, it’s been my own dislike of Trump dating back to our being peers of a kind in commercial real estate that’s really sucked me in combined with the hypnotic pull seeing the latest stunt he’s pulled thrown in my face 24/7.

Time for me to step away from Trump’s train presidency that polarizing our country. The worldwide media machine profiting off Trump at the expense of real news has the mogul abundantly covered. I step back now to assess if I want to go further with a feature documentary on our LOVE TRUMPS HATE theme we devised for the inauguration. But I will no longer use that film project as excuse for Trump binge watching.

Now that I’ve properly analyzed why I’ve gotten so caught up on all things Trump, a potent combination of my past history of dislike of Trump dating to the 80s, hyperactive media and a hyperbolic president, I am looking forward to returning to my regularly planetary meditations. I seek to do more earthly healing and regain my inner peace.

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Relax, Trump, a master troll, is really not as big as deal as he’d like us think. He, like Obama and Bush, are beholden to the deep state for his marching orders. Witness Trump’s recent flip flop on Afghanistan for recent proof. In reality Trump’s simply the #distractorinchief, keeping us away from paying attention to local news and events while the bad guys rake in the chips.

I will continue to keep a bit of an eye on Donald’s presence in our field.  How can’t I with the coverage he gets. But I will do so without sampling the ever expanding variety comedy and news takes on his work.

I hope my meditations on this Trump obsession helps you break free of the Trump vortex too. Keep meditating with us at CoolestMeditationEver.com.

Johnny, I miss you and those sweet simpler times of my youth.

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On the Road with Donald Trump

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One of our meditation tools for transmuting fear to love during the volatile the Trump presidency, along for the ride at Monument Valley.

My partner in love and life Elizabeth England and I have been on the road the majority of our lives since May. We’re touring our film THE COOLEST MEDITATION EVER: ANTARCTICA 12.12.12 (CME), already online at DoPenguinsMeditate.com and available as a DVD on Amazon.

We call the tour ‘Movie and a Meditation.’ We are the first filmmakers, as far as we know, to combine a movie with a live guided meditation. We must be doing something right because I am pleased to see we already have some copy cats starting to do it also. Movies have always been a meditation for me–a place where I can let go of current reality and imagine being the hero of a film.  So cool to be the hero of this film and share how Antarctica brought my love Elizabeth into my life.

After a very typical Q&A about this very untypical film (about meditations guided by highly evolved thought-traveling ET energies who sent me to Antarctica in 2012 amidst the hype of the end of the Mayan calendar), Elizabeth, a talented Kirtan performer, yogini and meditation expert in her own right, leads a live planetary healing meditation.

So far we’ve brought our ‘Movie and a Meditation’ events to:

Sedona, AZ

Las Vegas, NV

The OC, CA

Desert Hot Springs, CA

Santa Fe, NM

Boulder, CO

We met amazing people on the journey like famed sonic healers and authors Jonathan and Andi Goldman, who co-hosted our Boulder Colorado premier on August 1st. We were blessed to have the Et toning team of Anara Whitebear and Chris Katsaropoulos, our Durango pals, on board to open the energies of the night.

The hit Boulder premiere was held at the prestigious Etown theater. We opened with a Kombucha and cheese reception that Elizabeth, who worked for Martha Stuart for 3 years, pulled off to perfection.

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Left to right Jonathan Goldman, Andi Goldman, Ken Sheetz, Elizabeth England, Anra Whitebear, Chris Katsaropoulos

On the road same time as our sweet little movie and meditation event, strangely running for a 2020 reelection one of us want to think about yet, was a Donald John Trump. To stay in the media spotlight his ego demands Trump is going further and further into using fear and anger. And so we found ourselves doing meditations to counter fears of nuclear war with North Korea Trump fomented on Twitter and the hate he rankled into the consciousness with his “many sides” stance on Charlottesville.

dsc07062.jpgUnlike Trump, we don’t have a private jet or a vast PR machine to blast ourselves into the mass consciousness.  We use our meditations and little events to reach the masses.  A slower and gentler process, it’s nonetheless powerful.

Elizabeth and I, now plus our nervous rescue dog Lincoln, who does not tolerate pet sitters well, traveled along with us in our 2011 Jeep Wrangler. We just cracked 108,000 miles on the odometer thanks to the 10,000 miles we’ve put on the dependable Jeep since May showing our film.

Our crowds, compared to Trump’s, are tiny, maxing out at 100+ and sometimes as small as a dozen people. Raising consciousness in this time of dumbing down is not easy. It’s always better to light a candle than curse the darkness.

Speaking of darkness, at the ill-advised Phoenix rally last night, day one post-eclipse and drawing big crowds right and left, Trump was consumed by defending his racist rollercoaster ride of reactions to the Charlottesville tragedy. The enemy in all this?  Not the Nazis, the press, according to Trump.  Well, as a man I voted for, Ronald Reagan once said in debate, “There he goes again.”  And there I went again with 24 hours of meditations to set intention for the Phoenix event to pass without the loss of another life.

And it happened. Some skirmishes but no deaths in the face of president ignoring the wishes of mayor concerned for his city with a 40% Hispanic population. I am proud to say I feel we helped. Meditation has been proven scientifically to reduce crime and violence in major studies.

Our movie and meditation and web work, we are proud to say, is all about love and the belief that all of us make a difference in the field of consciousness.  How ironic that a film about the possibility, however ‘far out’ as we acknowledge in the film, of an ET-thought-traveler who is helped humanity by guiding our meditations in Antarctica and beyond,  is more real and sincere than our current president’s script.

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