One Theory for Letting Go of the Judgement of Good and Evil

What if the Humanity Was Simply A Species With Many Forms of Conscious Reality Inter-folded Thought Universes, Projected on a 3D Framework Called Earth and All of it In Pain About Lack of Mutual Respect?

Wouldn’t accepting that tricky premise

Make life sweeter, reducing menace?

Hear me out, duality known as brother and sister

For ideas are flowing out of my head like a twister

On a new moon night

When fancy takes flight

On golden Zepher wings

Elizabeth kissed me to a new dimension tonight

A dimension of pure delight

She’ll never know how grateful

I am to have her as my brideful

On Leap Year night

I reach new height

Fashioned of love never-ending

Time and space a bending

From the distance of these mental heights

I see the bubble universes of many mights

A puzzle for humanity unfolding

Gaze past all judging and scolding

Of the Good over Evil’s itch

Of the Poor over the Rich

A rich sorely misunderstood

“How can the Poor not see our good?”

Say the Rich lamenting,

“Of our abundant manifesting!”

Rich people feel they’re better

Because they believe they ARE better

At endless abundance generation

Not seeing the Poor’s love concentration

Leaves them less desirous of things

And more interested in angel wings

In the Poor human’s universe

The Rich are viewed as perverse

After all Jesus said, ” It is easier for a camel

To pass thru the eye of a needle.

Than for a Rich man to enter

The gates of Heaven’s center.”

So the Poor see the Rich as evil and vent

Causing the Rich hate Poor for their judgement

“If you Poor,” they complain,” see not our magnificence

Then relentless attack upon the Poor is our best defense.”

Perhaps, and I don’t really know,

But perhaps, if the rich let go

And stop hurting the poorest

Then perhaps, just perhaps, then mirth

And peace will break out upon the Earth

TRUE peace this world has never seen

Wealth shared freely

With our populace gratefully

Raising up the Rich to new heights

Of adoration Justly without new fights

Bringing us a new way

To live come what may

This ET view of what lies here below

On the earthly realities we each sow

Wishes for peace between all living consciousness

Co-existing harmoniously in loving oneness

A new reality crafted of many dimensions

Living peacefully in good intentions

Many species, human and otherwise

One cannot help surmise

The gummy drop realities

Sparkle in multi-dimensionalities

Good is just a slice of space time

No different than the infinite rest

Evil an angry dimension

One that must learn to keep to itself

Make no more mischief, oh evil elf

Focus love on this ball in space

Where every creed and race

Is dutifully recorded frame by frame

In the Akashic record, name by name

If we work hard enough

If we are tough enough

If we are smart enough

If we are loving enough

We will find a way

And save the day

For this this planet

Made of magical granite

End OHOM (Open Heart Open Mind) transmission.

I want to dedicate this channeled ET poem, maybe a song or film one day, to my love, my wife, my everything Elizabeth Mary England.

I know how hard it will be to live the ideal of this ET poem. But, hey, no one ever said overlapping all the dimensions of this globe’s population, increased to this absurd density, would be easy did they?

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At the Sphinx with Elizabeth with the abundance field enhancing Sensor V medallion by Dr. Flanagan offered at CoolesttechEver.com

 

 

The Great Snake of Earth’s Timeline

In 2011 Don Miguel Ruiz, best-selling author of THE FOUR AGREEMENTS invited me to join him at the pyramids of Teotihuacan Mexico as one of 18 handpicked students to learn Toltec wisdom. The invite happened at a time in my life where I was chilling on the workaholoic thing and bartering for room and board. So I was low on cash. But Don Miguel felt it important enough I attend that he paid most of my expenses to be on the journey. I am forever grateful.

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Me and Don Miguel Ruiz atop the Pyramid of the Sun

What was most remarkable about Don Miguel’s teachings was walking the spine of the snake of my life to trouble points where I retrieved lost personal power. I spent hours beneath the tomb of Quetzalcoatl walking over my visualization of the feathered serpent.

Last night I had a visit from one of the giants of spirit I met at Teo. I was shown the snakes, scientifically know as timelines, that weave together to create our multiverse. And astride the great snake-like strands of DNA stood a giant goddess responsible for maintaining maximum health for the snake of this world from it’s beginning to its end, Gaia. I saw that every world, big or smaller has a bundled timeline snake like Earth does and that it is the giant guardians’ job to protect it.

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I spoke telepathically to our planet’s timeline guardian, “Gaia, our world is beset by a gravity wave crushing down our planetary IQ. The result is a negligent stupidity that could lead to the death of all life on this world.”

Gaia pondered for a bit and answered, “I will not let life on this oasis perish. But I need help from the people of the world to lend me energy to help shield you from the gravity wave. This can come in the form of prayer or meditation. Send me your love.”

I was touched that Gaia did not seek to shame or blame we humans for all our antics. We are after all her creation and more powerful than we know as co-creators of this amazing world of earthly multiverses. We are also more affected by cosmic energy than we know. This world will of course eventually die. It is as inevitable as our own deaths. But we can join our energies with Gaia’s to make life on Earth as long as diverse as possible.

Longer life for earthly multiverses gives us all a bigger selection of lives to reincarnate within on this oasis in space time and to live infinitely within the great unbroken snake of space time.

AHO.

EXPO HEADS UP

Elizabeth and I are back to our beloved base in Sedona catching up after the enormous work of speaking, presenting our film about the recently passed beloved scientist Patrick Flanagan and hosting a booth the Conscious Life Expo for CoolestTechEver.com, which carries many of the doctor’s amazing inventions. There’s still another week  left to use coupon code EXPO to get special pricing.

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At the Sphinx with Elizabeth waering the abundance field enhancing Sensor V medallion by Dr. Flanagan offered at CoolesttechEver.com

Let Go of the Old and Relish in the New

Sorry I’ve been off the blog beat since 12.9.19. Sadly, I’ve been grieving the loss of my dear friend, client and film subject the incomparable inventor/scientist Dr. Patrick Flanagan.

Losing Pat is like losing a brother for me. Blessedly, I’ve had visits from his amazing spirit I will write of soon here that have helped me cope. You see, my issue is that within the past decade I have had too many losses; I’ve lost my best friend in LA Bradley Quick, a father, a stepfather, a sweet pal from my days in Malibu, a dear but troubled brother and a beloved uncle. And now Pat.  Sigh.

So I hope you’ll excuse me that I’ve been lost from blogging to you dear reader for a time. I’ve been losing myself following the Impeachment, hoping to see some glimmer of justice for this bully that has stolen America’s soul.

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My visualization of Trump doing a Nixon that has not happened on this timeline.

But watching the farce that is the Senate Impeachment Trial has not helped quell my pain as America has lost its series of check and balances. Indeed, the farce trial has only been useful in making it crystal clear how far our Republican Party has fallen from grace.

As an independent I’ve voted Republican as often as I’ve voted Democratic. In fact, the Republican Party is the only party I have ever registered to be part of back in my real estate mogul days of late 20th Century. I used to appreciate the GOP’s ideal of smaller government and therefore lower taxes which they once stood proudly for with an evangelical flair.

And while the Donald did not get the impeachment pardon yesterday he wanted in time for bragging rights at the Super Bowl tomorrow, he did get the Republicans to unite to protect him in agreeing not to call new witnesses or offer evidence. These creepy politicians’ nerve in destroying America’s systems of checks and balances despite polls showing that 75% of Americans want a fair trail is beyond astounding and one of the saddest times of my long life.

OHOM TO THE RESCUE

Last night I licked my psychic wounds watching the amazing musical WEST SIDE STORY last night. Half way through my movie as a meditation night by the flicker of the fireplace, my guide Ohom whispers in my mind:

“Time to let go, Ken. Donald John Trump has served his spiritual purpose of drawing out America’s deep flaws and is now superfluous.”

“But we haven’t had the final vote, Ohom,” I complain, feeling guilty for getting so wrapped up in a political show that I know is run by the oligarchs and corporate banksters who truly own our government.

Ohom (which stands for (Open Heart Open Mind) says tells me, “The American the people must WILL the birth of the new and better world into full reality. How you do this begins in your own bright hearts not Donald Trump’s dark heart. As leaders of the free world the American people must:

1. Let go of all racist behaviors and have love for all. This means full restitution for the Native Americans and African Americans. A restoration of your country as the land of opportunity for all genders, races and creeds will then be achievable.

2. Americans must speak and seek truth and integrity in all things. Lies and cheating have no place in a world of peace.

3. Your billionaires and the 1% must pay their fair share. Only then can you as a people let go of greed and make an end to the lie of poverty.

4. You must end your meddling in the affairs of other sovereign lands like we ETs do with other worlds such as yours. You have evolved to the point where war is obsolete and you must turn our talents and energy to peaceful endeavors.

5. Last, and most importantly, before you travel to other worlds you must learn to take good care of this beautiful world and all life upon it. You must all make an effort to leave a smaller footprint, recycle and implement solar and wind power. Only then can you make this world the paradise you’ve all dreamed of.”

Ohom’s sage advice washes over me like a cleansing slave to the pain of the fake Impeachment trial. I close my eyes and picture the rope of negative energy that ties me to Trump pulling at my hands. The tug of terror to this idiotic old man with his fingertips on the nuclear arsenal is strong.

“Leave Trump behind. Ken. You have important work to do reaching the North Pole in 2020 to complete the work you did in 2012 in Antarctica. Let go.” Ohom’s voice echoes in my mind.

I feel the rightness of Ohom’s words and finally let go of the energy ropes leading to DC and Trump. Ones I’ve been clinging to since his election. The relief of disconnecting from Trump and the DC energy is instantaneous.

“Let’s anchor this letting go of the old, Ken.”

Ohom leads me to the puja my wife Elizabeth has made in the center of our house. Graciously, My consciousness stands aside as Ohom, my higher self located in another dimension, steps forward into my body and I become the observer.

Using my body, Ohom picks up the small globe of his ice world of Nektar. A world where technology has involved into a blissful new life form that resides in the 13th dimension in the Orion star system and places it on the floor in front of the puja. The replica of the planet Nektar quickly begins to feed energy to the earth’s core.

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High above the pristine skies of Sedona, the rings of the DreamShield, one circling the earth north and south, the other east to west, are frozen in place. More energy is needed to reactivate them! Ohom calls upon the ancient energies of 5 million years ago when Sedona Arizona was part of Antarctica. Nearby, Thunder Mountain rumbles to life, shimmering with white light in the January darkness. A jagged band of white energy races from Thunder Mountain to the Nektar globe in the center of our home.

An artillery shell shaped of blue light morphs from the globe of Nektar. More of the sacred sites in the Sedona area stir to life, Cathedral Rock, Airport Mesa, Bell Rock. Soon Sedona is a humming maze of jagged white lines of energy that dive through model of Nektar to the earth’s core.

The artillery shaped shell blasts the roof clean off our house and hurtles into space exploding upon the frozen DreamShield in blaze of blue light. With mighty groan of on metal on metal, sounding like the horn of Gabriel, the rings of the DreamShield I first witnessed in 2010 begin to turn. Slow at first the spinning speeds up geometrically to reform the powerful planetary DreamShield. It is only then I realize I have truly let go of all outcome in the Trump impeachment.

Ohom says, “The old world has ended and a new era has begun. Realize in this moment that each human being possess unique time space coordinates. And now I must return to my space time. I leave you and Ken to close our visit out via this blog. Please share”

Ok, I added the please share thing. Wow, this blog evolved over weeks of painful incubation. Hope you liked reading it as much I liked writing it.

It’s a good sign it came to full vision powered by the sad senate vote that has outraged many of we who truly love America, not just for what it was but will become.

Wrapping up, I hope you can too let go of Trump too. Look instead for leadership to people like Greta Thurnberg. She certainly has truly emerged a voice for a generation that does not have the luxury of time to waste that we Booomers did. Forgive we OK Boomers. We were lied to by the corporations seeking to evade blame for their destruction of our world. In any case we do not have time to waste on hand wringing about Trump or his lost Tea Party Republicans. Hoping Bernie makes it all the way in 2020!

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THE BIG PICTURE BEHIND TRUMP’S PRESIDENCY

As the right and left media roils for ratings in this strange era’s, love him or hate him, craziest presidency ever, I just received some surprising insights from my ET spirit guide Ohom (Open Heart Open Mind) as to what our meditations in 2017 at the Trump inauguration looked like on spirit plane.

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It’s January 20, 2017 again. Elizabeth and I nervously stand amongst the mostly MAGA hat wearing crowd, sporting instead our CME penguin hats. Each time Hillary appears on camera the crowd jeers, “Lock her up!”

Two grizzled beer drinkers jeer each time Obama or Michelle appear on the Jumbo-tron nearby. It’s an ugly scene. Neither Elizabeth or I really want to be here. This is not the America we grew up in. And it is especially not the one Elizabeth served 17 years in the military to defend.

But we have dutifully followed Ohom’s simple instructions to go to this “largest ever” inauguration, and hold space of love for Trump in this power intoxicated crowd. We do our best to bless Trump’s presidency; that it ultimately be good for the planet, or to at very least do as little harm as possible.

Oddly, I sense this crowd, one that should be elated on this first day of the Trump administration, is deeply defensive. They literally can’t seem to believe their man Trump really won, even though he’s up on the big stage getting sworn in; Melania frowning behind his back on the Jumbo-tron screen perched atop scaffolding.

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But there something’s very different in this particular meditation replay of the inauguration. A mental replay I’ve run countless times for over 2 years now, trying to make sense of what our crazy mission accomplished in the light of destructive programs for the environment and humanism rolling out almost daily from Trump via Twitter.

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Today Ohom is finally showing me what really happened energetically that fateful day, sealed within the scared Masonic geometry layout of DC. Deep within the low vibrational inaugural crowd, cozy in our own bubble of bliss, sweet Elizabeth and I hold a space of love; just as Ohom guided.

Our loving  meditation crystalizes moisture from the light rain that begins to fall. Our love meditation becomes a diamond-seed that burrows into the wet grass beneath our cold feet. Soon a translucent white energy tree rapidly grows beneath Elizabeth and me. The rapidly growing energy tree sweeps us high above the bristling Trump clan.

My view to the dais greatly improved, I gaze towards the red-faced Donald J. Trump giving a speech former president Bush later observed, “That was some weird shit.”

Agreed. To me this all feels like the birth of the apocalyptic era right out of FALLOUT THREE; a video game that takes place in a mutated and ruined Washington DC 200 years after World War III.

I flinch as Trump’s weird shit “America First” address deeply disrespects Obama’s legacy. Trump behaves as though he’s not inheriting a booming economy but a “smocking” wasteland.

Looking ahead to the dais, I see two other white energy trees carrying other pairs of meditators high above the oddly fidgety crowd.  I wonder to myself, “Maybe the Trump fans are nervous they elected a thin-skinned guy with his trigger finger on the largest nuclear arsenal in history?”

Amazed by this new feeling compassion towards the desperate-for-change Trump’s base, I look back towards the Washington monument. Nine other white trees carrying meditation pairs grow rapidly. The procession of 12 inner lighted white trees leads all the way from the dais to the Lincoln Memorial.

The wise Ohom never let any of our teams know we are working as a meditation group of 12 tree riding pairs until now. I may never know their names, but Ohom tells me the dozen meditation teams represent all races, male and female, and sexual orientation.

Soon, all twelve energy trees are large enough to join their rapidly leafing branches above us the meditation teams. Loving energy pulses through the umbrella of white trees, downloading into the anxious crowd below.

Now all of our teams of meditators hold space for one thing: that the Trump presidency, messy as its likely to be, never result in a launch of World War III.

Ohom tells me telepathically as I write, “Take heart, Ken. All of Trump’s many disconcerting acts he has and is yet to commit during his  presidency are in actuality a sacrifice to your planetary conscious.  The Mars energy of war that has dominated your world since the fall of Atlantis is dying. Trump is but a servant to accelerate its end.”

Even knowing I’ll fail to recall all this and fall at times into anger at Trump’s efforts to get our collective goat, I feel blessed to finally have this gorgeous vision to wrap my head around as to Trump’s higher purpose and hope you do too. This has been a tough two years for we moderates, plus liberals and many conservatives alike.

But whether it’s 2 or 6 years  until the Trump era finally ends, the blink of an eye in the cosmic grand scheme, look for an overnight flip to the next era. One that will make the loving 60s look passe!

And as the barrage of negative news and policies continues 24/7, I suggest you tune out to the ratings driven chatter and join with us in meditation for a better tomorrow. Vote when the time comes but don’t obsess over all this until November 3, 2020 is closer. Advice to myself as much as you, dear reader.

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Please watch the film if you’ve not seen yet or to refresh the 24 planetary healing meditations today!

 

Mass Extinction By Willful Ignorance

Meditate about it. Has there ever been a species that knew it was going extinct? Imagine the last two dodo birds arrogantly rejecting one another as mates and you now have a picture of the shit storm we are in for. Yep. We are on the fast track to be the first species on earth, perhaps the universe to gain the sad distinction of self-annihilation.

Humanity’s willful, what I’ll coin as our kind’s Ignorance-About-the Environment-Is-Bliss-Blindness, is rapidly turning earth into a dead world like Mars, where perhaps life once flourished.

For conservatives, we’ll even go so far as to elect fat cat leaders who whisper little sweet lies into our hear-no-evil ears there’s no such think as climate change. For liberals, we’ll believe unprovable far out theories that earth is simply going through a normal cycle of heating like all the other planets in the solar system. Heck, maybe even a new ice age is around the corner, one crackpot theory postulates, pandering to wooly thinkers who like the idea of wool as a saving grace.

In other words, political beliefs aside, we’ll all happily believe any bullshit tailored to our demographic except the sick truth that humans are poor caretakers of the our beautiful blue ball.

Never mind global temps have risen unceasingly for decades. It’s all good. Let’s scrape off the “overburden,” as the Canadians have dubbed Gaia’s top soil, and get the coal tar oil up and processed by destroying 35 millions square acres of irreplaceable land. To give you a picture of the scale of this Canuck insanity, only 26 of the individual states exceed 35 million acres.

To the south, the US is no better off with the Yanks drilling everywhere on the land and sea they can. Under Obama the USA became the largest oil producer on earth, surpassing Saudi Arabia. As a result the oil pouring into our water tables is going to make a lot more of our cities into Flints. Add to this nightmare one Mr. Paris Climate Accord be Damned Trump, seeking to break Obama’s oil record to please the oil and coal fat cats by giving away national park land for fracking like it’s going out of style and it’s enough to make one puke.

So how do we, those of us who are supposedly awake, stop this long walk off a short cliff we are collectively taking as one like a herd of slow-motion lemmings? If you’re a regular reader you know I am going to say meditate. In your meditations please visualize humanity wising the hell up before it’s too late for us and the rest of life on this planet.

But it’s also time to be an asshole with the clueless and their planetary killing rationalizations. Talk Mass Extinction 6, the one many scientists, say we are in right now, around the holiday dinner table like your life depends on it. Because it does. Start with not eating meat at Xmas dinner.

Explain to your Trump loving uncle that meat production is something the planet can no longer afford. Use this table from TreeHugger.com as proof of the 30 times greater energy consumption it takes to make one pound of hamburger than a pound of corn.

Get ready for the fact your Trump loving uncle won’t believe you as he asks you to pass the turkey. But you will have planted a seed. Sadly, it may take longer than we have left on this world for that seed to come to light in their consciousness. Nonetheless, you will have lit a candle in their dark minds. If enough of us do this and the 100th monkey effect WILL kick in. A guarantee straight from my ET spirit guide Ohom.

I’ve tried to go vegetarian before and failed. So I am no saint. But I’m hopping right over vegetarian and trying to straight to vegan. A month into this vegan adventure is working, even in the holiday feeding frenzy I am taking a meat break from. I have greater clarity and energy that has me kicking myself I never listened to a vegan angel named Sarah Kellett

Above all stay positive in the face of this insanity. I’ll close with this sarcastic as hell tool for trying to family to wake the F up.

Study Finds Mass Extinction Could Free Up Billions Of Dollars In Conservation Funding By 2024

THE ONION —Saying the extra income would be a major boon both for individual citizens and the country at large, a study released Monday by the Congressional Budget Office confirmed that a mass extinction of the world’s flora and fauna could free up billions of dollars in conservation funding over the next decade.

“According to our projections, if the ongoing global extinction of the world’s 8.7 million species continues at current rates, the U.S. stands to pocket some serious cash, likely enough to cover most infrastructure projects we’ve been putting off,” CBO deputy director Robert Sunshine said, adding that the elimination of entire ecosystems, such as rainforests, would usher in the elimination of Medicare and Social Security funding shortfalls as well. “Even if we just lost panthers, we’d be almost $1 billion ahead.

Take them and almost every other living creature out of the picture, and we could build a nationwide high-speed rail line and have some left over for a number of really amazing, top-of-the-line weapons systems.” Sunshine went on to confirm that the government has blueprints for fixing the nation’s education system “ready to go” the second humpback whales disappear.

Wishful thinking is dangerous. Keep it real. AHO.

See you in 2019 as we begin our push for meditations to halt global warming at the North Pole in 2020. Be cool and join the tribe at coolestmeditationever.com

Robin Williams Gives Newly Departed Friend a Whale of a Ride

During my stay at Malibu’s Great Spirits Ranch, hosting events and running social media for the bulk of 2012, I was blessed to meet many amazing stars of the LA spirit community.  One of those LA stars is now my partner in love, biz and life, Elizabeth England. We’ve been living in bliss together now for three years, nestled in a lovely home in Sedona.

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Annelise Balfour Couchman (Annalisa)

As we work round the clock to get the word out about an amazing line of EMF protection devices that literally save lives on our new CoolestTechEver.com e-commerce site, it can be easy to actually forget that magical time. A time when all of us in the yoga and meditation community across the planet were looking forward to the end of the Mayan calendar with hope for a new era in human awareness.

In that heady time, there was lovely woman named Annelise (Annalisa) Balfour who visited the Malibu ranch a few times for GSR events. Her mega-watt smile and contagious positive attitude made her a stand-out from the crowds who visited the 14 acres ranch, perched high above the city of Malibu in the Santa Monica mountains. Annelise was curious about my ET spirit guide Ohom and we had great conversation about the mission of the DreamShield to assist in gently elevating human consciousness through meditation.

Yesterday, amidst all the hype on FB surrounding the mid-term elections, which gratefully succeeded in the Dems taking the house to put some check on 45, I was shocked to learn that sweet Annelise had passed away from breast cancer. It instantly put all the nonsense surrounding Trump and our crazy-making politics into perspective.

Monday, at Ross Pittman’s of ConsciousLifeNews.com’s weekly power of eight meditation event, I asked the group to help Annelise on her journey. Everyone eagerly agreed. As soon as we all closed our eyes and dropped into our heart space I connected to my dear spirit guide Robin Williams; now enjoying an oceanic afterlife as a killer whale, after short reincarnations as a blue whale and a blue dolphin. Robin, who calls himself Nanu these days, volunteered to help in the group meditation.

Robin found Annelise’s spirit wandering the beach in Malibu. When she spotted Robin they connected telepathically and he playfully invited Annelise to swim out and climb aboard his back and hang onto his dorsal fin. Annelise happily accepted Robin’s invitation and soon they were off!

Annelise gleefully clung to Robin the killer whale like a mermaid born for this. Robin dove deep and soared up, flying from from wave to wave. Annelise laughed with carefree joy as the duo glided on the wind and waves.

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Now Robin dove deep.  Deeper and deeper, down to the bottom of the ocean he raced. At first Annelise worried about air but then chuckled she no longer had the need for mortal breathing. She gasped as up ahead a small portal of golden light opened, a glittering beacon on the dark ocean floor.

Robin told Annelise, “Sorry.  Too small for me. This is as far as I can take you, babe. Enjoy your journey to the center for the earth!”

I watched the vision from the Sedona meditation circle with a giddy smile as Annelise’s spirit accepted Nanu’s whale of an invite and dove into the golden portal. Her spirit easily glided though the layers of the earth, gaining in power. Soon she arrived at the planetary core. But instead of hot magma she was amazed the earth’s core swirled in molten gold.

A large golden lever that stuck out from a golden column beckoned to Annelise. Free of mortal hesitation, she pulled the golden lever sharply down. To her joy a wave of golden energy sailed from the earth’s core rocketing out to the surface and kept right on going throughout the solar system and the whole universe.

The vision ended and I shared the story with our Sedona meditation group. Others shared visions too of her powerful presence. And I felt immense gratitude for the abundant health of my love Elizabeth and the mutual support we give each other as we continue to grow and develop as leaders of the conscious community.

Today, America awoke to a renewed Congress, blessed with 100 women of many races and creeds who, to record turnouts, were elected yesterday. Thanks for helping make that happen, Annelise and my coolest ever mediation Sedona pals! Safe journeys on whatever you are up to next on the other side, Annalisa. I have a feeling your part of your work will be helping heal the idiotic divides between the people.

Oh, and I’ll pass your thanks onto spirit guide and killer whale Nanu, AKA Robin Williams.

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Bernie Pulls a Kramer

In one of Seinfeld’s most famous episodes: Kramer hires a hard-boiled New York lawyer to rep him in a lawsuit against a major coffee company.  Unbeknownst to Kramer the Java coffee company is prepared to start out of court settlement talks at $50,000 and free coffee at any of their stores for life.

But before the coffee company can even say more than “free coffee” Kramer leaps to his feet and settles for a single cup of coffee.

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From the few concessions we are learning of, Bernie appears to jumped to his feet for the DNC and Hillary campaign shouting, “I’ll Take it!” and pulled a Kramer.  The Bern’s actions seem more motivated by fear of Trump than a true liking for Hillary’s corporatism. But the path of fear is never the way to the light.

Or is this shocking Hillary endorsement the master stroke of a 74-year-old political veteran who plans to fight on at the DNC as FDR did so long with a similar endorsement? One can only hope as Hillary is not a good fit with the principles of Bernie campaign backers and the path to brighter future we all are meditating for.

I really don’t know.  None of us do because of the old school back-room politics Bernie’s Hillary endorsement represents.  In any case, the sorry result is that large numbers Bernie’s supporters are feeling betrayed and abandoned like Kramer’s lawyer did to hilarious effect on Seinfeld, as you can watch below. Only in real-life abandonment is never funny.

And watch Bernie’s Kramer here from my favorite politico.