End Of This Month. The End Of My Deadlines

Thank you for being with me 

for this first leg of my online life.

No More Deadlines For Anastasia (On This Site)! 

The End Of That Chapter.

Much more to come, as we move forward to our next chapters, traveling together.

Please join board member, Terry, and I for --

Culmination: Anastasia The Storyteller 

Talks About Ten Years Online,

The Gifts And The Lessons

Saturday, July 11     10:00 a.m.  EDT

Guest call in number: 646.564.9608 

On my one and only trip (to the doctor)
away from Elk Mountain and New Horizons/ZOP
Harpers Ferry Retreat Center.

(P.S. Notice my eye patch. Remember I lost my right eye
last December. The specialty artist to replace my lost eye
with a prosthetic cancelled his appointment with me because of
the pandemic and has not been heard of since.)

One Last Time

"...experiences on the physical plane will have
resonances within our own 
innermost being and reality..."
Joseph Campbell The Power Of Myth

Look for links to reference articles to be added.

Also, please excuse sentence errors etc. I've been having a b...h of a time writing this, as you will read below.


With only twenty days left until July 17, when Anastasia The Storyteller, the blog, closes the door on its current format, about to be retired, I’m having the only such extended writer’s block I’ve ever had!

On the surface it seems to be about my monthly deadline, due now for June, with barely a word written to date this month: one blog a week here, one per week for New Horizons/Small “Zones Of Peace,” Dark Side Warrior – whenever, though the latter is the one that's got the real juice of what New Horizons/ZOP is truly about at its core, all else that you view is application. 

Mostly I’ve consistently kept to my obligations over the past ten years, once in a while – not.

Now the situation is changing, especially in terms of my not having any, hardly ever again, future writing deadlines for this site. 

Does that mean I haven’t loved almost every minute of the past ten years of writing for the blog?  Indeed, it has been a true labor of love. That doesn’t mean it hasn’t also challenged me, year after year. 

But now I’ve outgrown my original purpose which significantly included aiding me, through writing, to remove, judiciously, the many, too many masks under which I've hidden parts of me for much of my life, way before their current “popularity." Thus a fresh new face for this blog is going to be coming, perhaps new colors and designs, more representative of where I have grown to be, will next seek expression. 

Yeah! Joy and fulfillment that became a boulder, now off my back!  

How the new, yet to unfold format will develop, complicated by the pandemic and the circumstances of it, is yet to be defined: it will need to be determined, over time, more or less organically, we think. 

My board members and I will, no doubt, make the discovering an adventure, as we do most things – i.e. we walk our talk, even in tough times -- and -- we've definitely had a few recently! I wish I could explain this "adventuring" less cryptically. I cannot do that online. It is a heart, mind and "new normal" transformation story, layers and layers of meaning, unsupported by high tech.

I need to go deeper -- higher, wider, broader than a blog scan accommodate.  For that reason and others, I’m about to close this present chapter of my writing for Anastasia The Storyteller, the blog, and move forward into spaces and places still unknown. 

Wish me luck!

Where I’m going hearkens back, if y0u've been following the sometimes scant details on “my prophecy” and how it is now to be manifest, though I would be hard pressed to write or tell you the backstory of it, at this point. Maybe later.

This untold story of mine includes the many gifts to me of the past ten years from writing this blog and the lessons. I cannot put that specific portion into the written word yet. Still, I do want you to know -- and -- even be a part of the something HUGE that has been accruing for the past few months, not terribly unlike how things might be for you these days. actually I date the upheaval in my life and the spiritual transformation it has begotten, back to last Labor Day weekend.

I do not know how to write of the depths, the heights, the width and breadth of this either, on a blog.

We are all having poignant stories and the lessons from the events from which they derive, forming inside ourselves every day we live through the pandemic. These are tales that will need to be told someday, minimally to share the ordeals and for the lessons of humanity  these convey, serving to strengthen other warriors (Compassionate Warriors, I hope) to come, the accounts of virus pandemic survivors, as we make our unique ways through the crisis and the fallout surrounding it.

With this occurring, I ABSOLUTELY know that one of my next storytelling projects is to continue to TELL my stories while making a far more determined effort than previously to invite back YOUR own, not merely WRITE. Thereby spending more time solo than I believe is a best fit for me, what I am, at my best, supposed to be doing with my precious life energies – and – my organization at this time and place. 

That said, we will be getting this new storytelling track started, on my Anastasia The Storyteller Radio Show, beginning with --

Culmination: Anastasia The Storyteller 

Talks About Ten Years Online, 
The Gifts And The Lessons

Saturday, July 11      10:00 a.m.  EDT
Guest call in number:

Struggling much? Indeed I am, with no end in sight it seems sometimes.

That must be part of the reason I am prompted to retire the present-format Anastasia The Storyteller as of July 17, which just happens to be the day before my 80th birthday!

No surprise, eh?

Me -- picking such an auspicious date for myself!  More on that later.

Struggle, struggle, struggle!  

I’m stuck alright. But I’m also breaking free at the same time. 

Amazing! How about you?

Here's a bit of how things have been going as I transition from lots of blog writing pressures to a "new normal," with lots and lots of time spent outdoors under sunny skies by day, star-shine at night. 

On my end, as the pandemic took hold of our lives, I found myself having much to say , especially on the topic of how to survive well, body, mind and spirit, still I could/would say almost nothing about THAT, except to my closest friends, instead fretting over my most unusual writer’s block, almost ceaselessly. 

That’s because writing is something beautiful to me, even sacred, that I do, most times, from my soul. But these past days, weeks and months since quarantining, I feel like the Octomom, 2x over with at least sixteen new articles, mostly essay-length, gestating in me, resisting their birthing, as I sit and struggle here, as if in hard labor! 

And books! I have so many revised old books and multiple new books ready to pop out of me, it’s no wonder I feel a bit bloated and over-ready to deliver.

Still, I remind myself, maybe now is just not my right time to say what is brewing inside of me that will, at some point, demand expression and not be obstructed by some inner editor, possibly doing well by me. I am stunned and grieving one minute, sometimes overwhelmed and confused, definitely outraged at the Trump administration, happy as a clam the next, when I remind myself that I am totally safe and more than adequately socially-distanced safe on my/New Horizons lush 10 acres.

All of this: the isolation, the pain, the fear, the uncertainty, the times of great relief, also needs expression. Thus interactive, from here out, is what I will be after most, not a one woman show. 

New Horizons/Small “Zones of Peace” Pandemic Survivors Support Group is a first step in that direction. But only a start.

Dealing with the pandemic situation, on a practical level – and then on an emotionally healing level is what it means, in part, to turn lead into gold within oneself, wrestling with one’s dark side, raising it to the light.

Embracing the Dark Side, teaching people to make friends with this so-called enemy, the Dark Side of you and me – and – then to transform it, personally, relationship-wise and culturally is .where my heart is, the “hero’s journey,” the adventure of a lifetime that I am currently on and, wonder of all wonders, guiding my entire board of directors to follow me on. 

They are doing it!  What an incredible path this is to be following and sharing, as we survive the coronavirus pandemic, together.  

That’s almost the BIGGEST story I have to presently tell. But it’s not even half of it.

Thirty Days Notice! Anastasia The Storyteller To Retire Present Format...

... to be replaced by a still-developing, new "Anastasia The Storyteller" creation for this site.

Also -- Coming Monday, July 13, join Anastasia and Board Member Terry on Blog Talk Radio for ...

Culmination: Anastasia The Storyteller 

Talks About Ten Years Online, 
The Gifts And The Lessons
10:00 a.m.  EDT

Look for forthcoming details.