
Our tree this year!
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to everyone! May 2018 be your best year ever!

Our tree this year!
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to everyone! May 2018 be your best year ever!

Certain authors break new ground and usher in new ways of looking at this matrix we call reality. Whitley Strieber is one of them. He did it initially with Communion and he and Art Bell did it with their book The Coming Global Superstorm. Now Streiber and his wife, Anne,who passed away on August 11, 2015, have done it with their newest book The Afterlife Revolution.
This book is many things – a man’s tribute to the woman he loved and was married to for 45 years, a writer’s journey into the nature of life and death and the survival of soul/consciousness, and a whole new way of looking at the relationship between the dead and living. This new matrix involves learning and using the “tools of the soul,” as Anne calls them, to not only communicate with the dead but to allow them to help us, the living, strengthen our souls.
“Out of the coming age of upheaval there is going to emerge either a new humanity or no humanity,” Anne says. ”Earth’s surface is a womb. In this womb, a baby, life, has been growing for eons. This baby has matured to the point that it has intellect and therefore the capacity to enter higher consciousness – that is, to be born. So the waters of Earth’s womb are breaking.”
Anne talks about how after the transformation of the planet, the entire species will be going through a “gigantic shamanic initiation. The seeker enters death in order to experience life in a new and more encompassing way. The outcome of this initiation will be that the blinders of physical life will be removed, randomness and chance will no longer 0play so much of a role in life as they do now, and souls will enter bodies with knowledge of their reasons for doing so intact. The living will know the dead.”
Strieber writes that because of the challenges humanity and our planet now face, “nonphysical mankind, along with many different sorts of midwives and helpers, is preparing physical mankind for the shock of species initiation, and to use our planet afterward in a new way.”
In the book, the Striebers aren’t just speaking to those of us who have communicated with the dead in some way or have sensed the future in dreams, visions, meditations, synchronicities. They’re speaking to the many who have had experiences that offer glimpses into these areas – and then are convinced by consensus reality that what they experienced didn’t really happen. It was fantasy, imagination, delusion, absurd, impossible.
I once asked Whitley why he thinks Anne passed on first. “Because she’s the teacher, and I have the platform,” he replied. In other words, he was the communicator.
And as I read this book, his reply made perfect sense. What Anne is “teaching” in this book is that the greatest soul tools we have to strengthen our souls, are love, compassion, and humility. As Strieber adds, physical life, though, is also a soul tool, a “soul-altering machine.”
“When you know for certain that those of us without physical bodies are real and that we are with you, your fear of death will end for you,” Anne says. And it’s this fear of death that keeps us “soul blind.”
Whitley, as the communicator in this duo whose soul stayed earthbound, writes with such honesty and clarity that I cried through one chapter, laughed and cheered throughout another, and came away from this book convinced that the Striebers have broken new ground. Whitley’s Communion did this in the UFO/alien field precisely because it was so personal, because he experienced it. The book gave voice to the thousands of people who had experienced contact and were afraid to talk about it.
The Afterlife Revolution does the same thing in terms of our understanding of death, NDEs, the afterlife, spirit communication, and the relationship between the dead and the living. The book may well be a new spiritual paradigm that lays out a possible path for the evolution of our souls. This evolution would mean that as the planetary transformation unfolds, the living and the dead aren’t just two previously separated halves who have reunited. They are now allies, inseparable.
PS It’s fitting this post goes up on what would have been my mother’s 101st birthday. She was a skeptic about all of this stuff. But, I suspect, that skepticism has vanished i the 17 years since her death in June 2000.

In late March of 2012, we published a series of nine posts about the experiences of a man in Quebec who witnessed a UFO hovering in his backyard. His story and several others eventually became our book, Aliens in the Backyard: UFO Encounters, Abductions, & Synchronicity.

As soon as we put up the first post, we started noticing visits from government agencies – all the acronym security guys – NSA, DIA, FBI, DOD, CIA, Homeland Security, NINC, even the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. There were others, but those are the ones that immediately leap to mind.
That was when it became obvious to us that the U.S. government was more interested in UFOs than was publicly known. But why so many agencies? What was going on? Possibly, information on different aspects of the phenomenon was fragmented. One agency may know this piece of info, another agency knows that bit, and they were trying to find out what everyone else knew. Possibly one agency issued disinformation not only to confuse and confound the public, but also other agencies working on the puzzle.
However, the next year we noticed that our posts on UFOs and alien matters were getting less attention from these agencies. By 2015, they were no longer coming to our blog when we wrote about aliens or UFOs.
It seems that a piece of the puzzle fell into place today (12-16-17) when the New York Times reported that the Pentagon was investigating UFO related phenomenon from 2007-2012. The Pentagon spent $22 million of its $600 billion budget on the program that was buried under the name: Advanced Aerospace Threat Identification Program. The title was intentionally obscure with no mention of UFOs, which of course would’ve immediately attracted unwanted attention.
The article was headlined: Glowing Auras and ‘Black Money’: The Pentagon’s Mysterious U.F.O. Program, and the byline had three names, including Leslie Kean. Kean does not work for the New York Times. She’s an author of UFOs: Generals, Pilots and Government Officials Go on the Record, the most authoritative book on UFOs and the military. No doubt she brought the story to the Times.
Here are two key paragraphs from the New York Times story.
“The Defense Department has never before acknowledged the existence of the program, which it says it shut down in 2012. But its backers say that, while the Pentagon ended funding for the effort at that time, the program remains in existence. For the past five years, they say, officials with the program have continued to investigate episodes brought to them by service members, while also carrying out their other Defense Department duties.
“The shadowy program — parts of it remain classified — began in 2007, and initially it was largely funded at the request of Harry Reid, the Nevada Democrat who was the Senate majority leader at the time and who has long had an interest in space phenomena. Most of the money went to an aerospace research company run by a billionaire entrepreneur and longtime friend of Mr. Reid’s, Robert Bigelow, who is currently working with NASA to produce expandable craft for humans to use in space.”
Bigelow is a well known figure in both the aerospace industry and in the UFO world, two fields that rarely come together, primarily because of the skepticism of mainstream science regarding UFOs. But Bigelow, a billionaire entrepreneur, follows his own path.
The program was operated out of the Pentagon by Luis Elizondo, a 22-year veteran of the department who has held top security clearance and worked on secret counterintelligence missions. In an interview with the Washington Post, Elizondo complained that videos and other evidence failed to generate the kind of high-level attention he believes is warranted.
As a result, he resigned and joined a private venture, To the Stars Academy of Arts and Sciences, to continue his pursuit of UFO investigations. As part of his decision to leave the Pentagon, he not only sought the release of videos but also penned a letter to Defense Secretary Jim Mattis complaining that a potential security threat was being ignored. If he received a response, he didn’t reference it.
Elizondo’s personal story has an uncanny resemblance to events in the life of J. Allen Hynek, who headed the government’s infamous Project Blue Book, and became disappointed in the government’s coverup of the subject. Like Elizondo, he later explored the topic on his own.
Three videos have been released related to Elizondo’s project. One of them can be found in the two articles mentioned.

Saturn. In astrology, this planet rules physical reality, structures, discipline and responsibility, karma, limitations, the rules, big government, what is serious and forever. It rules the sign of Capricorn.
In late December 2014, it entered Sagittarius and these two weren’t happy together. Sagittarius is everything that Saturn isn’t. It’s the best, the brightest, the biggest. Think of a joyous party where everyone is laughing and having a wonderful time and imagining all sorts of wild things in every facet of our existence. Then Saturn walks into this party and announces a nuclear war has started. Everyone sobers up quickly, freaks out, and races home to their bunkers (ha) to plan for armageddon.
Saturn in Sadge gave us trump. The rah-rah I’m super great and super rich and super everything and only I can cure your problems, country!
On December 20, Saturn finally leaves Sadge and enters Capricorn, where it will be for the next 2.5 years, until March 2020. Now we all sober up from that Sadge super party where everything was I am great to holy shit, what now? The good news is that since Saturn rules Capricorn, it functions well here. It bolsters structures we have built in our lives, the foundations we have laid, and enables us to take our wildest dreams and envision how these dreams can become our daily reality.
For those of you born between February 1988 and February 1991, you have now entered your first Saturn return, which happens around the ages of 28-29. Expect pivotal life events – a new career, a marriage, a divorce, the beginning of a family, a significant move, a major career leap. For all earth signs – Capricorn, Taurus, Virgo – this is a biggie.
For those of you between the ages of 58-60, this is also a pivotal period, your second Saturn return. It’s often a harvest, but not for everyone because it depends on how you’ve lived until now. Remember the karmic part of Saturn? Ask Kevin Spacey, 58, about that.
For all earth signs – Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn – this transit should be positive. The structures you’ve built in your life are solidified. You can now bring your dreams into a concrete, tangible reality. It’s not a free ride by any means, you have to do the work, meet your responsibilities. But if you do that, the rewards can be huge. The same is true for water signs – Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces. For the rest of us – air and fire signs- well, look at where Capricorn appears in your natal chart. That’s the area that will be strengthened – or torn apart.

The trump administration has now banned officials at the Center for Disease Control from using these 7 words in official documents. This mandate was issued at a 90-minute meeting on Thursday, December 14. According to CNN, “Alternative word choices reportedly were presented in some cases. For instance, in lieu of “evidence-based” or “science-based,” an analyst might say, ‘CDC bases its recommendations on science in consideration with community standards and wishes,’ the source said.”
This mandate created such an uproar that by Saturday afternoon a spokesperson for the HHS, which includes the CDC, said these banned words were “a complete mischaracterization.”
So how far will the trump administration go with censoring science? According to NPR’s Rebecca Hersher, an NPR analysis “found a decline in the number of grants awarded by the National Science Foundation with the phrase “climate change” either in the title or the summary.”
Hersher also reported:
“The change in language appears to be driven in part by the Trump administration’s open hostility to the topic of climate change. Earlier this year, President Trump pulled the U.S. out of the Paris climate accord, and the president’s 2018 budget proposal singled out climate change research programs for elimination.”
What I find especially alarming about this latest bit of censorship is that it’s similar to what happened in Nazi Germany. According to the website maintained by the Holocaust Museum, “Once they succeeded in ending democracy and turning Germany into a one-party dictatorship, the Nazis orchestrated a massive propaganda campaign to win the loyalty and cooperation of Germans. The Nazi Propaganda Ministry, directed by Dr. Joseph Goebbels, took control of all forms of communication in Germany: newspapers, magazines, books, public meetings, and rallies, art, music, movies, and radio. Viewpoints in any way threatening to Nazi beliefs or to the regime were censored or eliminated from all media.”
Is this where we’re headed?
In the spring of 1933, Nazi student organizations, professors, and librarians created long lists of books they felt shouldn’t be read by Germans. On May 10 of that year, libraries and bookstores across Germany were raided by Nazis and more than 25,000 books were burned in huge bonfires. These included books by Jewish writers like Einstein and Freud, but most were books by non-Jewish writers. Among them were books by Jack London, Ernest Hemingway, Sinclair Lewis and Helen Keller.
Trump is already the least popular first term president in history. His approval rating sits at 32 percent, considered to be terrible. However, the population of the U.S. is 323.1 million. In November 2016, more than 231 million Americans were eligible to vote. Of these, more than 130 million voted for either Clinton or trump. In terms of popular vote, trump won 62,979,879. So let’s play with that number – 32 percent of that figure is 20,153,561.28. That’s the staggering figure of how many still approve of trump’s job as president.
I find that horrifying.

Karissa Lindstrand works in the Canadian fishing industry on a boat off the coast of New Brunswick. She also happens to be a huge Pepsi fan. She drinks 12 cans a day! Some days she spends hours binding the claws of lobsters, a task that requires sturdy rubber gloves or your hands turns into reddened claws themselves.
So what are the chances that Karissa of all people would find an imprint of a partial Pepsi can on the claw of a lobster? A zillion to one? But that is exactly what happened Nov. 21 on a boat called Honour Bound off Grand Manan.
Because of her Pepsi addiction, she instantly recognized the blue and red logo. At first, when I read about this in a CBS News internet story, I thought maybe it was a mix of algae and her imagination. But then I took a closer look at the image and there it was: the partial side of a can with the logo and the top of the can with even the tab visible on the impression.
“I can’t say how he got it on,” Lindstrand said, who has worked in the Canadian lobster fishing industry for four years. “It seemed more like a tattoo or a drawing on the lobster rather than something growing into it.”
In the days since she found the lobster and snapped photos of the claw, she’d heard a number of theories, even from the Pepsi delivery man who works Grand Manan. Crew members thought that the lobster must’ve somehow been attached to a can in the bottom of the ocean and it grew around the can. Others think part of a label from a Pepsi box stuck to the lobster when it was growing.
For Lindstrand, the incident stamps what she already knew, that there’s a lot of garbage in the ocean that is affecting lobsters and other sea creatures.
From our point of view, the fact that the highly unusual soft drink imprint on the claw was found by someone who says she drinks up to 360 cans of Pepsi a month is a synchronistic warning of what we are all doing to the environment. The claw is a destopian insignia from nature, a warning about the danger of an eventual environmental collapse.
Degradation of our eco-system seems like a gradual process, one that has been underway for decades and increasing exponentially with the growth of world population. However, what seems gradual at some point surely willreach a tipping point when the chain of life is broken and species die en masse. And one of those species is us.
This new Pepsi thing is certainly something the company won’t want to crow about, but it’s something we all should know about and think about.

Look at the photos. roy moore, 70, is on the left. He got tossed off the state supreme court twice and is an accused pedophile.
Doug Jones, 63, on the right, is a prosecutor who succeeded in prosecuting the people responsible for a heinous crime that killed 4 young black kids in the 60s.
A Republican, a Democrat.
This evening, December 12, Democrat Doug Jones won the hotly contested senate seat again against accused pedophile roy moore. No one expected this to happen. It’s the first time in 25 years that a democrat has won a senate seat in Alabama.
It’s also the 25th wedding anniversary of Doug Jones and his wife. Nice synchro for them!
This win comes in spite of trump’s robocalls for Moore, his and bannon’s appearances in Alabama during moore’s campaign, and in spite of the Republicans throwing millions in support of moore.
When Rob and I sat down to watch the results come in, we did a tarot reading on whether Doug Jones would win. Unfortunately, I didn’t take a photo of the cards we pulled. But I said, “Doug Jones is going to win.”
For awhile there as the results were coming in, the spread was 10 points, and I kept thinking that maybe I’d read the result I wanted into the cards. Then the lead narrowed. Then Jones was ahead.
This win of a democrat in Alabama suggests there’s hope for this country, that we still know right from wrong, that an accused pedophile has no place in politics.
Now it’s nearly midnight on December 12 and moore, not surprisingly, refuses to concede. So, stay tuned. The guy who rode in on a horse to cast his vote for himself – immolating Putin, perhaps? – probably will call for a recount. Good riddance, little man.
The onion has the right take!
Our blogging friend Darren from Australia, uncovered some great synchronicities between the Alabama election and Twin Peaks. Take a look.

In late November, a storm in the Bering sea brought winds of over 90 mph and wave heights of nearly 53 feet. What was really interesting about this storm is how rapidly it intensified. The intensification met the bombogenesis criteria, an atmospheric drop of 24 millibars in 24 hours. But this storm went beyond that 24 millibar drop.
In just 24 hours, it dropped from 1002 milllibars to 947 millibars, a drop of 55 millibars. Then it dropped another 3 millibars, which made it the strongest storm on the planet at this time. Essentially, this story was the equivalent of a Category 3 hurricane.
The location of this system and its rapid intensification caused me to wonder if this storm was an anomaly, perhaps due to climate change, or if these storms happen every winter around the Aleutians.
According to NASA’s website Earth Observatory, “The Bering Sea area has hosted some notable storms in recent years, such as the low pressure system that slammed into Nome, Alaska, on November 8 and 9, 2011, with wind gusts up to 74 knots (85 miles per hour). Exactly three years later in 2014, Alaskans braced for another storm that was expected to intensify into the strongest low-pressure systems ever recorded in the Bering Sea.”
That storm, the remnants of Category 5 Super Typhoon Nuri, reached 924 millibars, which set a record for an extratropical storm in the Pacific Ocean. For reference, Hurricane Katrina made landfall at 920 millibars.
So has climate change made storms like these more powerful? Sean Sublette, a meteorologist with Climate Central, a nonprofit group that studies climate change, says that climate change makes bad storms like Harvey, Irma, and Maria even worse. “And in the case of a really bad storm, climate change can make it totally disastrous or catastrophic.”
But Scott Pruett, a climate change denier and head of the EPA, didn’t want to talk about climate change in the aftermath of this year’s hurricane season. His mantra – that now wasn’t the time to talk about it – became that of the entire trump administration.
“The most dangerous myth that we have bought into as a society is not the myth that climate isn’t changing or that humans aren’t responsible,” said Katharine Hayhoe, director of the Climate Science Center at Texas Tech University. “It’s the myth that ‘It doesn’t matter to me.’”
So here we are, the hurricane season officially over (on November 30), the ferocity of this year’s hurricanes fading in memory here in Florida – but not in Puerto Rico.
Nearly two months after Maria slammed into the island with 155 mph winds, about half the island is still without electrical power. Take a look at these statistics to see how 2017’s hurricane season weighed in. Hint: it was the most expensive year ever in terms of damage $202.6 BILLION in damages.
So, the question becomes: what magnitude of a disaster will it take to convince climate change deniers that yes, we humans leave a mighty big footprint.

On December 4, just a day into the Mercury retrograde, I walked out to my leased car, a 2016 Mazda 3, which Rob and I were going to drive to the gym. I noticed that when I pressed my smart key to open the door, it didn’t work. Fortunately, the car was unlocked and I got inside, pressed the start button. Nothing.
Rob’s key didn’t work, either. The fact that neither key worked pointed to a dead battery.
Welcome to Mercury retro, I thought, resigned to the idea that things would now go haywire.
I called AAA and figured I would have a wait for an hour or more. But that really wasn’t acceptable, I had stuff to do that required a car. I felt adamant about this, imagined the AAA truck pulling up in our driveway in minutes.
Five minutes after I placed my call, got a call from the AAA driver, saying he was nearby and would be at our place in 5 minutes. Wow, I thought. About 30 minutes later, he left, my car had a new battery that would be good for three years, and I happily went about my day.
Most of the time, Mercury retrogrades fit Murphy’s Law: if something can go wrong, it will. But on this particular day, I thought of the bumper sticker on the back of our other car: If anything can go well, it will. We bought this sticker in a bookstore in Orlando some years ago and it makes me smile every time I look at it.
I walked out to the other car to take a picture of that bumper sticker this evening so I could use it in this post, but it was too dark. Yeah, I could have waited until morning to take the photo, but figured maybe I could find an image of it online to use. Instead, I found this cool video about the genesis of the sticker, from the man – Gene – who invented it.
So, from now on, before a Mercury retro begins, Gene’s litany will be where I place my focus – on what can go right instead of on what can go wrong.

While Megan was home for the Thanksgiving weekend, we watched a Netflix documentary called, Jim & Andy. It’s the behind-the-scenes documentary of the making of Man on the Moon, in which Jim Carrey plays the later crazed comedian Andy Kaufman. In the documentary, Carrey says that he channeled Kaufman and was constantly in-character during the time the movie was being filmed.
Many people who knew Kaufman were astonished by how similar Carrey looked and acted to Kaufman. Even Kaufman’s father hugged Carrey, in a behind the scenes clip, as if Carrey was his son. His out-of-wedlock daughter, who Kaufman never met, talked to Carrey for an hour and as if the daughter was meeting her father for the first time.
After watching the documentary, we talked about the idea of spirits of the dead influencing creative efforts of the living. That was when I recalled my own similar experience when I literally ‘ghost-wrote’ a book in 1991 for an author who had died after writing a few short introductory chapters. I later wrote about the experience in a blog post in 2007. Here it is, unedited.
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Years ago, an editor asked me if I would be interested in completing a novel for an author who had died. He was forty and passed on very suddenly of a heart attack. He’d written four chapters and left behind an outline.
Trish and I knew him–though we’d never met in person. He and Trish had the same editor and agent. We’d exchanged e-mails and participated in the same mystery novel blog on GEnie, back in pre-Internet days. (They didn’t call them blogs, though.)
I worked on the novel for a few months, and from time to time I felt the author, Dave Pedneau, standing behind me, watching, and sometimes I thought he was laughing! It was kind of eerie. So I wrote faster. Finally, I finished the novel, but there was one thing I hadn’t figured out. Oddly enough, I didn’t know what the title meant. He used law enforcement acronyms for his novels, like B.O.L.O. (Be On the Lookout), or A.K.A. (Also Known As). But this one just had the letters: N.F.D. with no parenthetical meaning and I had no idea what it meant. I couldn’t tell from the story, either. Finally, just before I turned it in, I asked a cop at the gym if he knew. He frowned, then said: “Oh, that’s easy: No Fricking Deal.” Though ‘fricking’ was not quite the way he put it.
That was the title of the book! Suddenly, I knew why Dave had been laughing.
There is a little synchronicity here, too. A few years ago, I was teaching private yoga lessons to a very well off woman. She was religious, also kind of prim and proper, and always had her housekeeper or cook around when I was there. One day I was waiting for her to get ready and looked at the books on a shelf. There weren’t many, maybe a dozen. Just as she walked in the room, I spotted N.F.D., and blurted, “Hey, I wrote that book.”
She picked it off the shelf, looked at the cover, and asked: “What’s that title mean?”
”Umm, ah…No Fair Deal. That worked. In fact, that was the name the publisher put in small type right below N.F.D.