The Mystical Underground: TMU Time Machine: Adam Stokes: Ancient Giants Of North America

A new episode of The Mystical Underground is live! “TMU Time Machine: Adam Stokes: Ancient Giants Of North America”:

Revisit Trish and Rob’s September 12, 2021 conversation with…

Adam Stokes. Professor Stokes has degrees in religion from Duke University and Yale Divinity School. He is the author of from Egypt to Ohio: a Semitic Origin for the Giants of North America and The Latin Scrolls: Selections from the five Megillah translated from the Latin Vulgate. His work has been featured in various magazines and podcasts including Ancient American magazine, Earth Ancients, Expanded Perspectives, Forbidden Knowledge News, Broadcast Team Alpha and She’s All Over the Place. He teaches high school Latin and a college course on the Old Testament.

https://www.instagram.com/adamthegiantguy2019/

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The Mystical Underground: TMU Time Machine: Philip Merry: The 9 Keys Of Synchronicity

A new episode of The Mystical Underground is live! “TMU Time Machine: Philip Merry: The 9 Keys Of Synchronicity”:

Revisit Trish and Rob’s March 13th, 2022 conversation with…

Philip Merry is the author of The 9 Keys of Synchronicity, a book that grew out of his Ph.D. research. Dr. Merry is a British native, who lives in Singapore. He has led workshops in leadership training for more than four decades and has addressed major world organizations in 61 countries. Philip is the only person with a grounded theory Ph.D. in synchronicity and leadership.

Phil@PhilipMerry.com
https://www.philipmerry.com

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Nika, Tyler, and the humans left behind

Nika and Noah at the dog beach

Two days  before we recorded our episode with animal communicator Heather Bristol, Heather gave Trish a reading about Nika’s death. Jon Posey, our producer, asked if I could record a tribute to Nika, who was initially Megan’s dog and eventually became the family dog. She lived sometimes in Orlando with Megan and the dogs she cared for as a dog sitter, and sometimes here in South Florida with us, Nigel, and the cats. During the pandemic, she moved down here with us and we kidded (sort of) that she was in retirement.

As I said in my tribute at the end of Heather’s episode, Nika was very much a human friend. That’s how we all felt about her, but it was especially true for me because the day she got so sick, neither Rob nor Megan were at the emergency clinic with me. Megan was in Orlando and Rob just had a knee replacement surgery and couldn’t walk. It was just me and Nika in that room at the end. And she did a very human thing. I brought my face down close to hers and she touched her nose to mine, as if in a final good-bye, I love you, thank you, and I felt my heart breaking.

Jon  heard the tribute, of course, as he put together the episode. The day after he posted it, he called to tell me he knew exactly how I felt. That he’d been in that place with his dog, Tyler.

This was the Instagram photo Jon posted after Tyler’s death and said he just had lost his best friend. Now take a look at the words under the picture.

“Of my friend, I can only say this: Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, his was the most…human.”

Captain Kirk said this of Spock – half-human, half-vulcan – after he died.

Jon also was in a room with Tyler when he was euthanized. Tyler had been sick for awhile and in care of a vet, but when the end came, Jon was there. The epitaph he used was exactly how I felt in the moment Nika touched her nose to mine. Very much a synchronicity, through empathy. I know what you’re feeling. I’ve been there.

Dogs and our love for them connects us as human beings.

Jon also included this photo, which was the last walk he and Tyler took together. It may  be oddly precognitive.

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Welcome to Florida, the Freest State in the Country!

The First Amendment provides that Congress make no law respecting an establishment of religion or prohibiting its free exercise. It protects freedom of speech, the press, assembly, and the right to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

Apparently, Florida’s gov DeSantis doesn’t know much about the first amendment and State Senator Jason Brodeur doesn’t either. The Florida lawmaker has proposed a bill that would require bloggers who write about DeSantis or any other state official to register with the state or face fines.

Throughout history, this tactic has been a favorite of autocrats. Silence the public criticism. The legislation also requires bloggers to disclose how much they’re being paid for their posts.

The terms of the bill states, “If a blogger posts to a blog about an elected state officer and receives, or will receive, compensation for that post, the blogger must register with the appropriate office” within “5 days after the first post by the blogger which mentions an elected state officer.”

Here’s the bill.

So, just for the record, we’ve been blogging for 14 years. No one pays us. This new proposal of the governor is just one more edict handed down by a man who calls Florida the “freest state in the nation.” What he doesn’t tell you is that it’s only that free if your beliefs are like his.

This is the governor, after all, who passed the “Don’t say gay” bill, banned gender and black studies, banned books and threatened teachers with felony charges if they have any forbidden books in their classrooms. Then he moved on to higher education- specifically with New College of Florida in Sarasota.

Our daughter graduated from New College. It was one of the most upbeat, diverse and stimulating campuses I’ve ever visited. Megan loved her experiences there, she flourished, she became an artist, a writer, started a windsurfing club, got to spend a semester working with dolphins in the keys. New College was a place where you learned to think and to trust your own inner voice.You accepted people as they are – black, white, Latino, trans,  who cares?

But DeSantis didn’t want it to be a liberal bastion. So he muscled his way in, fired a bunch of trustees, installed his loyal foot soldiers. The new board ousted the college’s president and appointed DeSantis’ ally Richard Corcoran as interim president. Corcoran will serve on the job from February 27 to September 1, 2024, and will earn a base salary of $699,000.

They intend to turn New College into a conservative, private Christian college like Hillsdale College in southern Michigan.

Oh, and he also hired a pilot to pick up illegal immigrants in Texas and drop them off in Martha’s Vineyard.

He’s slick at these political stunts but was too cowardly to debate his opponent, Charlie Crist, during the governor’s race.

On one level, I’d love to see Ronnie boy DeSantis debate trumpie the orange man as both of these grifters and con men ran against each other for president.

On another level, I don’t understand why trump hasn’t been indicted more than 2 years after he left office and I don’t understand the Floridians who voted Ronnie boy into office.
He has done NOTHING for the people of this state – nothing about the skyrocketing homeowner’s insurance rates, the state’s health care system, nothing practical. He’s too busy with his culture wars, racism, homophobia, and apparent brainwashing in schools that makes white children feel guilty about their history. You know, slavery.

Ronnie boy may be more dangerous than Donnie orange man. Ronnie is younger, a slicker politician, just as narcissistic as trump but not as boastful.

So, Ron D., just for the record: we weren’t paid to write about you. But here’s a sliver of hope: in the midterm elections, there was no red wave of republican wins as was predicted and expected. It was a red trickle. The repubs won the house by 222 to 213 democrats. And what a mess they are. Republican Speaker McCarthy apparently had to sell his soul – and most of his power – to become speaker on the 15th vote.

So I don’t think the Ronnie boy agenda will fly nationwide. Can you just imagine Ronnie boy placing Harvard and Princeton and Yale under his federal tutelage and control?

 

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The Mystical Underground: Carol Day: Creative Earth Ensemble

A new episode of The Mystical Underground is live! “Carol Day: Creative Earth Ensemble”:

Join Trish and Rob for a conversation with…

Carol Day is a visionary teacher, psychotherapist, artist, and director of Scotland’s Creative Earth Ensemble project. She trained with well-known visionaries, including shamanic teachers Sandra Ingerman, Franco Santoro, Stephen Mulhearn, and psychologist Marshall Rosenberg. She runs a private practice in systemic story therapy and is involved in projects centered on creating community and connecting people back to the land. Carol lives in Glasgow, Scotland, and is the author of Shamanic Dreaming. In the book, she explores how to access your creative potential to shape and hold a strong vision for yourself and others. Carol Day shares hands-on tools and step-by-step shamanic practices to become more visionary and connected to the world. She details practices to expand the senses, set intentions, and connect deeply with intuition and spirit helpers.

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The 4th Secret of Synchronicity: The Creative.

 

The movie White Noise had a world premier at the 79th Venice International Film Festival on August 31, 2022. It was then released in select cinemas on November 25, 2022, before its streaming release by Netflix on December 30, 2022. It’s based on Don DeLillo’s 1985 novel, which won the National Book Award.

According to Salon, “Shortly after Noah Baumbach adapted and directed a film version of “White Noise,” now streaming on Netflix, starring his partner Greta Gerwig and Adam Driver, a freight train carrying hazardous chemicals derailed in rural Ohio. The story is still developing, and the environmental impact may not be fully known for years, but the tragedy bears an eerie resemblance to many elements of the film.”

This synchronicity falls under the 4th secret in our book 7 Secrets of Synchronicity. It’s The Creative. “Creativity lies at the heart of synchronicity.” Over the years, we’ve discovered that creatives often foretell the future through their work. This one is classic in that sense. Think about it. A novel written in 1985 presages an event 38 years in the future:

Both the novel and the movie are set in Ohio,. In th movie, it’s set in a fictional Ohio town,  Blacksmith. The movie was filmed almost entirely in Ohio. In the film, a tanker truck loaded with toxic, flammable material crashes into a passing train because of the truck driver’s drunk driving. The train derails in the countryside, the tanker is crushed, and releases a viscous substance. “A fireball erupts. The rest of the film deals with the aftermath of the crash, in both large and small, personal ways.”

The real event involving a rain derailment happened on February 3, 2023 in East Palestine, Ohio, a town near the Pennsylvania border. A Norfolk Southern train with 20 cars containing hazardous materials derailed, caught fire, and created a horrendous cloud of toxic material.

In both the film and real life, residents are ordered to evacuate, then to shelter in place.
In real life, the derailed and burned cars contained dangerous chemicals including butyl acrylate, ethylhexyl acrylate, isobutylene, and vinyl chloride, a substance that NPR described as “a carcinogen that becomes a gas at room temperature.” Since it breaks down in the sun, it can cause headaches and dizziness.As NPR writes, “People who breathe the chemical over many years may also experience liver damage.”

Here’s another weird facet of this synchronicity: some of the residents of East Palestine were extras in the movie.

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from artist Lauren Raine

 

Lauren Raine always has fascinating synchronicities. The image above is from her book.

In 2005 I was at an artist’s colony in Woodstock, NY called Byrdcliffe.  I had come from presenting a workshop earlier on masks and the Goddess, and THE GODDESS WITHIN was an important book I used as reference for that class.  Some of the writings in that book  were also deeply emotionally significant to me, in particular what the authors had to say about the “Persephone woman”.  It is a beautiful book.  I had thought I would try to write to  Jennifer Barker to see if she would talk with me about the Goddesses in an interview (I was still collecting interviews for my “spiritual art” book).  I had not thought of trying to contact Roger Woolger, as because the book was about women and the Goddess,  Jennifer Barker Woolger seemed more appropriate.  But I had no idea where she was or how I might contact her.

It happened that Byrdcliffe was having a big party while I was there (and, of course, one of the pieces I was working on had to do with Persephone, and the book was significant in its creation).  I got to talking with a woman there and it turned out we both had a great interest in feminine mythology, so we agreed to meet for lunch the next day.  And over lunch I mentioned the book and how I would like to contact one of the authors.  The woman (whose name I don’t remember now) said “Oh, you mean Jennifer!  She moved to Vermont after her divorce.  Would you like her number?”  Just like that!  Turned out that my lunchmate and Jennifer had been good friends, and when she divorced she left New York and moved back to Vermont, taking back her maiden name, Jennifer Barker.  And I learned she did, among other things, offer gatherings dealing with the Persephone Archetype.

I called her and she actually agreed to meet me if I came to Vermont!  I am embarrassed to say that I did not do so – things got chaotic, and I guess I also felt insecure about it as well, and I did not take the opportunity that was given to me.  I’ve regretted it since.  It seems she wrote a book on Persephone at some point in the years since, but I can’t seem to find if it ever got published, certainly I can’t find where to purchase it.  And I think she has passed on.

But that’s my story…………….I think it’s what Bill Moyers called “invisible means of support”.  Below is one of the “Persephone” pieces I did while at Byrdcliffe.

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The Mystical Underground: Heather Bristol: Hearts And Paws Never Fade Away And Nika Too

A new episode of The Mystical Underground is live! “Heather Bristol: Hearts And Paws Never Fade Away And Nika Too”:

Join Trish and Rob for another conversation with…

Heather Bristol, a certified psychic medium, animal communicator, and spiritual coach to discuss our spiritual connection with our pets.

For Nika 🙏🐶🙏

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FROGS, again

For many years now, frogs have been the creatures who act as my signal, providing me with a glimpse of the near future. I think of them as symbolic of transformation.

During the warm summer months, Cuban tree frogs hop onto our windows, drawn by the insects that are attracted  to the lights in our offices. They are the largest tree frog in North America and  are fascinating to watch. The top photo is of a frog  paying homage to a pasted frog on the inside glass of Rob’s office window.

Considering the number of frogs in our yard, these guys rarely get inside the house. But when  they do, it’s usually significant in some way, even if that significance isn’t immediately apparent.   It often means that an event is on its way into our lives. If the frog is healthy and vital, then the event is likely to be transformative in a positive way. If the frog is ailing or dead, then the event is likely to impact us negatively.

Some years ago, Rob, Megan and I got home from somewhere and found a dead frog in the middle of our family room. Megan glanced at both of us. “Uh-oh,” she said. “Dead frog in family room. “

And I thought: Yeah, someone in the family is going to die.

Some hours later Rob’s mother called to tell him his dad was in hospice. Rob flew to Minneapolis. His dad passed away three days after we’d found the dead frog.

On another note, in February of 2003, I found a live frog in my office, caught and released it. I knew good news was headed my way. Two days later, I received a call from a fellow writer, Glenn Meganck, who told me my novel, Out of Sight, had been nominated for an Edgar Alan Poe Award for best paperback original, by the Mystery Writers of America. I spent the next 3 months visualizing myself winning the award.

In early May, I was in New York at the awards dinner and I won. I already knew my acceptance speech by heart.

It’s been like this for decades. The frog, alive or dead or somewhere in between. In the house or outside. The state of the frog and where it’s found are intrinsic to what’s coming up.

So on February 5 or 6, I was moving some stuff around in the family room, trying to make room for Rob so he could keep his leg elevated. He’d had knee replacement surgery. I pick up the plate with the frog on it and it cracked. It split in half, right through the middle of the frog horizontally.

 

For moments, I just stared at it, all sort of terrible things dancing around inside me. Bad luck, bad luck, plate with frog on it broke in half. BUT. It wasn’t a real frog, just an image, surely it didn’t mean anything, right? A couple days later I bought some super glue and fitted it back together.I foolishly believed that since I’d fixed the late, the predicted event had been fixed too.

The next day, I had to take Nika, our dog and Megan’s,  to the emergency vet. I learned that she had a massive tumor and was bleeding out.

I ultimately had her euthanized. And my heart broke, just like that crack down the center of the frog plate.

 

 

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The Walker

 

Usually, we don’t write about physical problems on our blog – unless there’s a synchro involved. This one is an outlier.

On February 3, two days before the full moon in Leo, Rob had a knee replacement. I dropped him at a surgical center at 6:30 a.m., he was home by noon. Our friend, Lloyd, had lent Rob a walker because the one the clinic had ordered hadn’t arrived yet. His wife, Fran, had used it.

After I dropped Rob off, I went home and crashed. Then I got up and went grocery shopping. When I got home, a nurse from the clinic called and asked if I had a walker that fit Rob ’s height. I explained about the walker and she said, Just bring it in when you arrive. Then before I picked up Rob, she called again and said she’d found a walker that fit his height so I didn’t have to bring mine into the facility.

I went inside without the walker and she came out into the lobby with a sheaf of discharge instructions and went through them with me.Then she told me where to park so he could come out to the car.

He came out using the walker the nurse had found at the clinic. I slipped it between the front and back seats. Meanwhile, Lloyd’s loaner was in my trunk. I returned it to him at the dog park. But somehow, today, three days after his surgery, I snapped a photo of Rob outside by the Frisbee basket, the walker in front of him. He suddenly looked down at the horizontal bar. “Look at this.”

There, that sticker on the walker: Francine Corley Walton. The walker was the one Lloyd had lent us. But I thought I’d returned it to him at the dog park. I was struck by the weirdness of this, given all the back and forth with the nurse about a walker. Was this Lloyd’s wife making contact through a walker that had been hers?

Rob doesn’t think it’s a synchro. And for him, I can see why it isn’t. He didn’t go through the stuff about which walker to use. But I was sure I’d returned Fran’s walker to Lloyd, so for me, this one  has the trickster fingerprints all over it.

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