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.
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!
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.
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.
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:
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.
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.
LOW VIBE TRUMP
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.
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:
Las Vegas, NV
The OC, CA
Desert Hot Springs, CA
Santa Fe, NM
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.
On the road same time as our sweet little movie and meditation event, strangely running for a 2020 reelection none of us want to think about yet, was 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.
Unlike 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+ . 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 from the 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.
2a: possession or display of great skill or technique : skill or knowledge that makes one master of a subject : command
It’s impossible to imagine our species as a global consciousness could ask for any greater challenge than shifting the angst that Trump is dredging up in our hearts and souls, be we conservative or liberal, to love.
Yes, make no mistake, even the most devoted Trump fan harbors fear ranging from mild angst he will not live up to his promises to crippling fear their vote may destroy the earth for their children.
Speaking of mastery, just this week Trump broke a taboo by giving a political speech to the Boy Scouts. Now, as a former Boy Scout myself, one too rebellious to ever make Eagle, I was outraged. Funny, I did not think Trump could still trigger me so deeply.
Honestly, looking deep into my heart, I see I am on a spirit journey of mastering fear. Fear Trump seeks to spawn over a youth movement, like Hitler did, turning child against parent! Yeah, I know, over the top. Perhaps in reality Trump simply spoke as an old man too inflexible to rewrite his typical rally speech to properly suit his kid audience.
BLUE WHALE POV
Whereas my female blue whale friend a reincarnated-Robin Willians-spirit-guide, says Trump’s presidency will truly be a hilarious release from fear.
Stephen Colbert has risen to dizzying heights fueled by the firey fears many of us have over our unintentionally hilarious president.
My thoughts today is Trump’s role in a universe, inflating like his ego, is cosmic.
Definition of cosmic
1a: of or relating to the cosmos, the extraterrestrial vastness, or the universe in contrast to the earth alone cosmic radiationb: of, relating to, or concerned with abstract spiritual or metaphysical (see metaphysical 2) ideas cosmic wisdom
2: characterized by greatness especially in extent, intensity, or comprehensiveness acosmic thinkera book of cosmic significance.
I’ve traveled around the sun 64 times in this human form. And I’ve never seen a bigger cosmic storm for transformation brewing than Trump represents. He drives me to hilarious cosmic mastery daily as a challenge beyond measure to stay solidly in a place of love over fear.
Bonus: Here’s a great video called WHY TRUMP? Already one of my working titles if I can ever master my fears of Trump and make feature doc about all the love transformation that’s coming on like a mega-tsunami!.
To give you some idea how challenging meditations on these Trumpy times is for me to be cool about, let’s look all the way back to the 80s. Then I was an ego-driven real estate mogul myself, having transacted over a billion dollars in broker deals, built a $162 million skyscraper, leased 3 skyscrapers and won the Chicago Sun-Times developer of the year in ’91 with the development of the beloved Oprah’s Harpo Studios.
At that heady time, when I still had a full head of hair, I already disliked Trump. His name plastered on everything he did. His book THE ART OF THE STEAL (in 2105 we’d learn it was ghost written) bragging about his hardball business tactics were totally vulgar to humble Midwest origins. You see, I come from a blue-collar family. While Trump was born with $100 million liquid cash advantage over me. He has nothing to brag about as far as I am concerned with that head start. But brag he does reminding you of how rich and smart he is at every turn.
And my dislike of Trump was already in full bloom before Trump’s string of bankruptcies that resulted in a lot of regular Joes getting stiffed and his “sad” show THE APPRENTICE.
I didn’t think it possible, but Trump became even more dislikable to me from his dirty 2015-2016 campaign. Throwing his fellow Republicans under the bus, which he mercilessly name-called on his way to his Crooked Hillary phase of the campaign.
So when Trump unexpectedly triumphed on election night I was in shock like the rest of the planet. This despite the fact both Elizabeth and I abstained form voting. Neither Hillary, and her corrupt old-school ways, or Trump the wild card ego maniac held any appeal. Plus, I’d like to think we are both awake enough in the shift to realize politics are the ultimate Fake News while the coporatacracy robs us blind.
Meditation has soothed the seas of my stormy childhood, but all the rage of losing a fortune in the real estate crash of 1991, where I played it clean and gently to make sure all vendors were treated fairly, unlike Trump did screwing so many in his bankruptcies, simmered all night.
On my morning hike the day after the election of President-Elect Trump, Elizabeth was shaken but nonetheless ready to move on with life. But me, Mr. Coolest Meditation Ever? I exploded like a tsunami. I bellowed into the morning sky…
My angry ego swelled to meet with Trump’s in the powerful Sedona energy field, world famed for absorbing negativity. But, holy crap, I was such a raging grouch about Trump’s win! I ranted top of my lungs, wondering who he could win without the popular vote like Bush did in 2000? All this after he called on Russia to hack Hillary’s emails in a debate? Why wasn’t he in jail for asking foreign power Russia to interfere with our elections instead of the winner?
Oh, right. Trump later said he was only kidding about Russian hacking help! Yep. Almost as funny as yelling FIRE! in crowded movie theater. Totally illegal by the way.
I was so unhinged in my Trump explosion that Elizabeth, a 17-year military vet left me to my Trump venting for a few hours, seeking a dear friend’s solace. Elizabeth wondered where had her sweet meditating man had vanished to, leaving a Trump-hater in his place?
A few hours later, when Elizabeth came home I had managed to settled down to the point of rationality. After all Hillary could have been worse we said to each other, with her mastery of the backroom politics and hawkish ways.
I shared with Elizabeth that my spirit friend Robin Williams predicted that Trump’s presidency would be “Hilarious!” Six months of the craziest presidency ever Robin has been proven correct, with a new comedic Renaissance to keep the masses sedated.
I spent the next several days fitfully scouring of the net for answers. All I found were sour grapes from a liberal media, and endless comedy videos were of little to no comfort. Then one night about 3AM I turned to my spirit guide Ohom for some advice. He had brought me Elizabeth as my perfect mate on such advice before. After a short meditation, the ET thought traveler spoke to me calmly about the Trump energy that was destroying my peace of mind and that of billions others around the world.
Now, since my ET long-distance telepathic connection began 2010 and I began making films and blogging about it all, I know how nutty this all sounds to someone new to spirit work. But having a spirit guide like Ohom is quite ordinary in the conscious community. Indeed, quantum physics is proving how connected the universe really is. Distance is not as big an object as we’ve been led to believe. Real or imagined, and I always acknowledge my creative brain could be making ohom up, this guide’s spirit advice is nonetheless always wise.
In fact I believe in Ohom’s cosmic advice most of the time I followed his advice to perform the 24 meditations in Antarctica back in 2012.
At the end of our telepathic space chat Ohom whispered his Trump idea his usual succinct way that I suspect saves on brain bandwidth, “Ken, it would be great if you and Elizabeth went to Trump’s inauguration and held a space to shift fear to love.”
“What?!” was my telepathic reaction.
Ohom remained unshakable. “Ken, it would be great for –”
“I heard you the first time, Ohom. Look, if you are, as you’ve told me on many an occasions, my higher self, with all due respect… WTF?”
“I have another planet to tend to I must go. Please consider the Trump mission,” said Ohom as I felt him break our connection. Looking back as I write he likely was abrupt for not wanting to be tainted by my negative attitude.
Sensing my restlessness Elizabeth turned to me in bed and said in a sleepy voice, “What’s up, Ken?”
“Ohom was just here.”
“He wants us to go to DC for the Trump inauguration and meditate fear to love,” I said drowsily, sleep already overtaking me.
Elizabeth sat up in bed and said in wonder, “That’s brilliant. Let’s do it!”
“Trump’s not worth it.”
“It’s not for Trump. It’s for humaity,” Elizabeth said while making a quick trip to the bathroom.
As she hopped back into bed and snuggled beside me, I muttered, “But Ohom told me last year when Trump and Hillary were neck and neck that whoever won they were going to have an awakening in office. So maybe this meditation triggers that for Trump.”
“Doesn’t matter in either case. Let’s just walk into that DC minefield with love in our heart. No fear,” said Elizabeth kissing me, then turning over to go back to sleep.
It was a fitful rest of night’s sleep for me. Filled with dreams of Trump fanatics hassling Elizabeth and me at the inauguration. But through these bad dreams all I began to see how filled with fear I was, still am, about Trump. I realized these meditations Ohom was asking for could be for the sole reducing my personal fear and anger.
Over breakfast Elizabeth and I agreed, having both slept on it, that Ohom’s idea was cool. Elizabeth scored inauguration got tickets from our Democratic AZ congressman, who was boycotting Trump’s big day. And soon we became part of Trump’s “record breaking” inauguration crowd.
Contrary to much of the mass media’s Fake Fears, no riots were going on in DC. Soon we had done as Ohom asked us to do, holding a space of shifting fears, deep in the midst of a Trump crowd shouting boos anytime the cameras shifted to a Democrats. And “Lock her up!” whenever Hillary appeared on the Jumbotrons. Of course,Michelle and Obama drew the biggest boos despite a peaceful transition of power of their hero Trump.
We were glad to be done with the hardest meditations, either of us has ever done, or likely will ever do. We’re honored Ohom felt we were up to the task and we each felt divinely protected. But we were so exhausted we fell asleep on the subway back to our place. In fact, we did not wake up to the end of the line on the opposite side of DC from where we were staying.
Yes, we knew were participating in the shortest lived presidential honeymoon in US history. Because in less than 24 hours later we returned to DC to film The Woman’s Day protest against the Trump presidency. And it was HUGE as Trump would say.
We were inspired to contrast back to back days with the video OBSERVATIONS IN POLARITY.
To us the passionate protest crowds looked to be twice the size that attended Trump’s big day. Soon the world met Sean Spicer and we were all stunned by his hateful way of dealing with the press for simply reporting the facts of crowd size via the numbers from the National Park Service. “Fake News” was the Trump tweet-war-cry.
Thus began the delusion field of the Orwellian presidency. 1+1 now equalled three. And that’s where we still are with the new Donald Trump Jr. and the ever growing “nothing to see here folks” meeting with Russia.
Under my repeated questioning of this difficult work that feels like meditations on a hurricane of negative energy with new revelations daily, Ohom simply repeats with infinite patience, “Shift fear to love.”
When I finally finished the editing on THE COOLEST MEDITATION EVER: ANTARCTICA 12.12.12 in late 2016 I thought the movie, Running Time 64 minutes, was going to only look good on the internet.
That all changed for the coolest when we sold out the Sedona Film Festival’s Mary Fisher theater, with 20 people turned away at the door! And the FILM LOOKED AMAZING on the big screen and our audience loved doing a live planetary meditation after, well, I knew we were onto something bigger than Vimeo and Amazon, where the movie can be viewed or bought.
And so we had invented a new movie going experience we like to call a MOVIE AND A MEDITATION, with our Antarctica film being the first of many such nights you can expect from us. As you can see here when the lights came up, people were treated to a Q&A and shared consciousness to send healing love to my mermaid Elizabeth’s first love, the oceans.
From 2010 to 2012 I did many live events with crowds of 100 plus in Los Angeles. 12.12.16, exactly 4 years from my stepping foot on the giant continent of Antarctica, here I was doing a Movie and a Meditation in my new home Sedona with the love of my life and surrounded my some of Sedona’s and LA’s best healers. The applause was like water in the desert of our 6 years in total filmmaking journey.
Buoyed by the Sedona success, after a few months of getting happily sidetracked with work on an exciting new screenplay about the incredible life of scientist, author and inventor Patrick Flanagan, and following a detour to cover the Heyoka president we are all being entertained and stretched by for now, my partner in love and life, Elizabeth and I began touring the film through May to across the Southwest. Here’s some highlights!
BEFORE HITTING THE ROAD…
We landed a superb pet sitter for our 1 year-old rescue dog Lincoln. That done we set out in our Jeep, loaded with DVDs and cool perks which funded this entire trip and all our computer gear to be able to service our clients while on the move. First stop…
The Enchanted Forest Reiki Center in Las Vegas generated a small turnout, but the mini-crowd loved the film. Best of all the film’s humor brought a laugh to woman who was recovering from the recent loss of a dear husband. Quite the come down in scale from the sold-out Sedona film fest, but we’d learn on the road in Santa Fe that the amazing Amma’s first events were small as well.
Next it was onto the OC for a screening at The Temple of Light.
Unfortunately, I suffered food poisoning I picked up in Vegas taking my grieving 88-year-old mom to a fine Mexican restaurant. It was long drive to LA, sparing you the gory details. But I was too busy worrying for my mother, broken-hearted about her husband and great stepfather of 30 years and lost in coma after stroke, to feel sorry for myself. I was relieved to hear my baby brother was coming into Vegas to care for mom soon. I had spent 3 weeks caring for my it was his turn to be on watch. We’d been tag teaming since the early part of 2017.
Unfortunately, as a result of my being sick and checking on mom daily Elizabeth and I were unable to market much for the OC. We’d hope I LA fan base would make the 90 minute trek but not many did. Still, amazing people showed up like Bahkti star Larisa Stowe.
Donna who we toured Egypt with last year and Deanna Cook, who hosted us for a few days and we in turn hosted in Sedona. We looked on the intimate size as chance to keep perfecting our Movie and a Meditation format.
I discovered on the trip that I have developed terrible cat allergies because the people we were staying with had not one but two cats. Despite a sneezing attack mi screening, the event was magical. The Antarctica movie gets people relaxed and ready for the planetary meditation that follows.
Next up the EarthShift conference in Desert Hot Springs. The poster makers for the event could not fit the information about our event within the evnt, so we made our own poster.
At first I was taken aback seeing we’d be screening in the middle of a noisy vendor bazar that surround the theater seating area but the tech running the show did a great job of quieting the crowd.
Big applause from a gathering for our Saturday matinee. A great Q&A. We were honored to have the event creator himself Julian Forest accompany Elizabeth for the guided meditation.
After our matinee, Elizabeth found us a great spa that turned out to be a huge health boost for my ongoing battle with black mold poisoning I suffered in 2013/2014. And we stayed at the home of the amazing Joan of Angels, surrounded day and night by her prolific visionary ET inspired angel art.
Next, it was back to base in Sedona. Our rescue dog Lincoln greeted us with such joy on our homecoming. The little fella had proved quite a handful for our talented and loving pet sitter. Lincoln had the best in care while we were on the tour, including two pet shrinks our sitter brought aboard in our absence. We saw great progress in his journey relaxing into his happy new life. But our little rescue dog was so sad our pet sitter told us while we were away that it was clear to us Lincoln would be happier coming with us on the next city, Santa Fe.
Since 2011 Elizabeth has spent her birthday at the amazing Amma’s event. So with Santa Fe the screening marketing work was integrated with attending the Amma event. We rented a beautiful casita new where the film was screening. Lincoln loved staying there and near us while we attended the Amma events in short bursts.
Sadly I learned, while we waited for our Amma hugs, on June 13th that my stepfather, great guy who took such sweet care of my mom for 30 years, had passed in Vegas. After nearly 3 months in a coma, the Navy vet had given up the battle. Fortunately, my brother was already in Vegas caring for our mom. The poor thing had exhausted herself and broken her hip while we were on the road. And for the few days while she was down, Nick got lost in our insane hospital system. I tracked him down by calling all the major hospitals.
My brother really came to the rescue while Elizabeth and I were stuck on the road. My mom has accepted my brother’s invite, over our invite to come to Sedona, preferring to return to her native home state of Wisconsin. She’s doing great and not following her husband as often happens. People in my family live to over 100 and I think she’s going to be another.
Grieving, caring for my own and family illness while promoting was not easy on me. Luckily Elizabeth was all over it. We were looking forward to filling the 150 seat theater we rented in Santa Fe for after the Amma event.
But we made a miscalculation in selecting the Screen. Santa Fe is small by LA standards, and to we former Los Angelinos driving ten minutes to the theater from the downtown seemed no biggie. We were wrong. Net result a small turnout again.
People spaced themselves out in the 150 seats and so the audience energy was dispersed with few laughs or giggles of delight we are used to getting them. Two people even walked out mid-film. Yikes. But the core audience who stayed after were amazing. The of them Sidhi yogas like Elizabeth.
On the plus side, and the theme of this trip, it became an intimate gathering where we could hug every movie attendee Amma style. Once again a quality not quantity crowd. Here’s a snap of the 40 foot screen the movie was shown on. Again blown away by how good the movie looks and sounds on the big screen.
The lesson in all this? We learned tours are hard work to manage and market if they are spaced to close together. Especially harder on the road with everything else that’s going on with our lives. So we’ll promote Boulder heavily for a month from our Sedona base where we and Lincoln have happily retuned,
Next up for the MOVIE AND A MEDIATION tour: Boulder Colorado August 1st. A 200 seat theater. Can we sell it out like Sedona? You bet! Our confidence is bolstered by the fact we have added two exciting guest co-hosts, famed sonic healing artists Jonathan Goldman and Andi Goldman.