Reflections On Leadership, After Trump’s Aborted Impeachment Trials

The day after Donald Trump’s aborted Senate impeachment trials ended, I awakened into morning reverie with a desire to share reflections deriving from my conversations with G-d that generally usher in my day. 

It seemed to have been a good long time since I felt prompted to do so, having spent so many months, actually the years following the 2016 presidential election, at sixes and sevens, both for myself, personally, and in leading my non-profit organization, the New Horizons/Small “Zones Of Peace.

Since the start of the formal impeachment efforts by the Congressional House Democrats there had been a sense of relief in me, perhaps in others too. 

The voices of reason and justice had spoken out truths, if not purely and perfectly, but at least in ways that made sense to me overall, resonating with values I respected. Once given voice, as they were in, more or less orderly fashion, they could no longer be ignored and submerged beneath the chaos and corruption of Donald Trump’s White House and his GOP allies.  

History would, now, live to tell the tale, even if the Senate would not.

Not too many days later, given that our organization had, at last, gotten its eBay store for fundraising set up and ready to go, I found myself listing for sale the one remaining copy of Ahmsta Kebzeh: The Science Of Universal Awe, Volume I we were holding, written by our esteemed, now deceased, Community Development Mentor, Murat Yagan. 

Abkhazian Elder, Murat Yagan

The book sold off of eBay almost instantly. 

However, I didn’t, at first, make the connection between my impetus to want to share some of the content of my conversations with G-d and my listing that long-held book, given to us by Murat, personally, close to fifteen years ago. Not too much later, however, I realized that each was my way of making a statement, if only to myself, of the kind of leadership I respect and honor  -- and to which I would, from here forth, return my most pointed attentions.

Nothing at all like we are seeing in the purported leaders of our country!

Along with this certainty in myself arose a staunch unwillingness to allow any more of my precious life time and energy to be drawn into b…s..t, the kind that proliferates these days through the halls of the White House and Congress, large corporations, even with my neighborhood plumber who, by the way, stood me up last evening, with a no-show for fixing the leaky pipe that was drowning my lower level kitchen in water. 

This morning I remedied that latter breech of ethics by hiring a more professional handyman service that came through for me within hours, bringing into my home the kind of ethics and responsibility that I find most comforting!  How I wish I could be free of our “fake” governmental leaders as quickly and easily!

The whole of my internal responses, body, mind and spirit, that day after the aborted impeachment trials ended, showed me I have more than enough clarity in my head – and my heart to know where I stand personally, to know what I need to do next in order that I do my best to maintain, or seek to sustain, order in my life where chaos bred of human corruption appears to take a lead. 

No more sixes and sevens! No more energy drains for me, from those who pretend to lead while, at the same time, seeking to destroy! And, with this resolve, no more morning waking rushing to check the news online, out of fear and a deep yearning for an order in my life I had formerly trusted our government, established as a democracy, to ensure.
I was DONE with it all! 

From here forth, the values I most respect would set the tone of my days. 

The House Congressional representatives with their impeachment actions had given me/us that, even with their efforts being aborted in the Senate. Lies and corruption had been formally recorded. Truth would not die, nor the fact of the actions that stood up for it.
Not long after that morning after, I asked myself “Where might concerned, voting Americans find a place to settle and rest securely and peacefully, after the aborted senate impeachment trials of D0nald Trump?

Likely I pose a challenging question to many, as perhaps our whole country is at sixes and sevens?   And, how would citizens who are more aligned with my thinking move forward?
Half the voting population is celebrating the acquittal of Trump.

Another good half of which I am a part, those who uphold values, differing markedly from the dominant GOP we watched, handling themselves with a deliberate investment to remain ignorant throughout this impeachment ordeal, are angry, possibly frightened, sad or in despair, experiencing trauma, on a national level as essential principles or standards of behavior were desecrated,. 

No that does not strike me as correct! I am not with this segment, either, in these responses.

For me, the warped ways of the Senate GOP have now strengthened my convictions, in this time of greatest divisiveness, to uphold the values with which I was raised, including teaching me to look to leadership I can honor. Men like Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King Jr. come immediately to mind. Yet closer still to where my heart sits in comfort are the images of my father, along with a more current teacher, also deceased as is my father, Murat Yagan, from whom I had many long years to learn, personally.

So, now in the aftermath of b.s such I had never imagined in what I thought to be the hallowed halls of American government, most especially in the White House and Congress, I am reaching out in my mind and spirit to these wise elders I have known most closely, rededicating myself to holding them in prime space, allowing these who have gone before me that I hold most in esteem and love for the dignity, integrity, courage. love and wisdom they have shown me by their principles lived out, congruently, through their actions, albeit not totally with perfection.

I regret that there are no women among these role models of mine, only men. But perhaps it is, now up to women, like Nancy Pelosi and others who have, particularly recently, taken stands for justice and right, women like myself included.

From here forth I want things to be different in my life, not at all like the past four years have been. I don’t yet know what that will look like for me and for those around me upon whose lives I have influence though "Seeking Sanctuary In These Turbulent Times" will certainly have a priority. But I do know from here forth, the coming years will not look, feel or be like the past four years, whether Donald Trump is reelected or not! 

Thomas Paine spoke these words on December 23, 1776, in the midst of the Revolutionary War. They are no less meaningful today.

 “THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as FREEDOM should not be highly rated”

Gender Tyranny Meets Political Corruption: What Can We Learn?

Curious as to why New Horizons/Small "Zones of Peace" is so very invested in truth?

Here is a worthwhile listen for its lively exchanges, after you get past the first five minutes, on the importance of truth in one's value system and the challenges of living life as a truth-seeker. Sound quality a bit distracting at times due to tech difficulties. 

Enjoy! And let us know your comments at: MountainWomanRJ@aol.com.

This week on Anastasia The Storyteller Radio, Anastasia returns with New Horizons Board Member, Terry, to continue exploring the topic, "What does "Moving Beyond Gender Tyranny" mean and "how do you do it," 

Introduced in their first program of this embryonic series on “moving beyond gender tyranny,” Anastasia (Me) has discussed the topic in various earlier articles on this site, as well as on the New Horizons/Small "Zones Of Peace" site, beginning in October, 2017, just after the Harvey Weinstein scandals became public.

Regarding Donald Trump, I hope you have asked yourself --

"Is this the man you want in the White House?" 

A corollary to this question is -- Is corruption acceptable to you?  And, if so, why?

Sell me on your view, if you think its substantial. I am open to dialogue as long as each person participating is interested in mind-expanding "dialogue rather than debate" and seeking win-win results from the effort. In other words, lean in to me and I'll lean back to you.

P.S. I, Anastasia, vote Independent.  So don't blame me for what you don't like, or even praise me, if I joined your "side" this time around. I can go either way.

A corollary to the question, do you want this man in the White House, is -- which man/men do you want in your bed, Sisters??? 

Is corruption acceptable there for you, too?

Join us for this lively broadcast discussion, hear Terry's and my views and see how they align with your own, or not! Or, listen in after on podcast.

Gender Tyranny Meets Political Corruption: 

What Can We Learn?

Friday, January 24 11:30 a.m.

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Trump’s Impeachment Has Brought Me Such Peace. How About You?

U.S. politics leaving you anxious and fearful?

Here’s how I got to serenity. You can have it too!

U.S. politics do not need to tie you and your life up in knots.

Want what I have in terms of clarity, strength and serenity, check out my Super Sleuth'd Coaching. Coming soon -- New Horizons/Small "Zones of Peace ebay store, home base for New Horizons/Small "Zones of Peace" fundraising activities!

Here's a piece of my tale.

For me, a personal #MeToo-type situation, uncovered surprisingly just before Christmas, 2017 had mobilized the forces of my inner warrior, bringing me, first off to take a semi-public stand for myself such as I had never done before, fighting a thirteen month battle to have the rights of my person-hood respected, purposely doing my utmost in diplomatic ways, yet with undaunting, internal fierceness, as I proceeded through days, weeks and months of opposition.

Now I'm realizing ongoing liberation and rewards from this very challenging rite of passage that had speaking truth to power as its foundation, increased serenity among the gifts.

Never doubt the power of truth-telling to transform a life!

Compassionate Warrior Woman that I have become, with my ethics complaint ordeal as one of the most transforming and grueling of experiences of my life, in the end I felt victorious, having made myself a winner, in spite of the toll it had exacted!

A win -- not due to anyone else assisting me, but because of how I had managed my inner distresses, transforming them into empowerment that allowed me to adeptly handle what I would consider to be subtle, corrupt organizational behaviors on the part of the Ethics Committee of the International Transactional Association (ITAA) (though I attest to the fact that tendered me, they did not feel subtle at all).

Nonetheless successfully intercepting their subversions brought me a victory and rewards that just do not stop. Though I was not quite able to completely defeat the ITAA, an organization that, has at its core principles, the wherewithal to do better, I won anyway by the standards I had set. 

Such seemingly moderate spoils as mine might be labeled a defeat, by some. 

However, in meeting my overarching intentions – speaking truth to power, the whole of it, I set me free, liberated from the many survival-based strategies I had learned growing up to hide my true essence, accommodating others agendas for me.

Now my pattern of over adapting to others, a carry-over from enduring a violent, tyrannical mentally ill mother, often by remaining quiet to my detriment, was no longer. Protectively hidden parts of me that might evoke displeasure were mine to claim and wear if they suited me. 

The ordeal that changed me began when I discovered that cache of long-forgotten documents: correspondence and training records, stuffed away in a no-longer-used file cabinet, prompting me to immediately file a formal ethics complaint with the International Transactional Analysis Association (ITAA), against Marty Groder, M.D., my former psychiatrist mentor, for sexual harassment. 

(The International Transactional Analysis Association (ITAA) has been the professional psychology-based accrediting association of my longest affiliation, though my connectedness to it has waxed and waned over the years).

In taking this action, I came face-to-face with a forceful challenging of the rights and values I hold most dear, facing one day after the next of inordinate pressures mostly growing out of repeated dismissals of me by the ITAA Ethics Committee. Yet persevere I did, creatively and courageously. 

Bravo for me!

When the torment was over, I had achieved my greatest reward, by just coming through the process! I had paid my dues by filing a lengthy and detailed set of complaint forms, enduring continuous disregard and disrespect and strengthening my resolve to continue making every effort to speak truth to power as a prime foundation for my life with enormously expanded capabilities to do so, through the battle that had just played out. 

Without a doubt, my triumph had not been achieved through any responsiveness from the ITAA (There had been none other than superficially) or from Marty who had passed away in 2008. I was the creator of my rewards, the midwife delivering my personal transformation. 

(A good bit of cheerleading from those who know me best had also sustained me.)

The treatment I had received at the hands of the ITAA Ethics Committee had not only been dismissive, but was often more like metaphorically wrangling alligators who swore they did not bite, yet left bloody marks, to say the least, save for a brief span of communication I had had with one of the members, an esteemed TA colleague from the UK who was supposed to have been my support through the healing and reconciliation process on my behalf, that had all too quickly been aborted.

No, absolutely not! My success had not come through the ITAA Ethics Committee, or even the organization at large. More than anything it had been my determination to tell my truth and keep at it in the face of opposition that had set me free.

Completing my dealings with the ITAA regarding my ethics complaint against Marty Groder is where 2019 began for me. However, it is the harvesting of the fruits of that labor, my heightened clarity and the skillfulness that I found myself delighted to experience in myself, is where it ends.

With this behind me "Trump’s Impeachment Has Brought Me Such Peace.  How About You?"

Now I want to pass whatever I have and can on to you! 

Truth Or Dare: The Movement is my vehicle.

Blindness and Politics: Body, Mind And Spirit

Bill Clinton lied about Monica Lewinsky -- and -- I went blind! 

Donald Trump with his disregard for ethics, lying again and again, way beyond the norm even for a politician, like Clinton, is now in the process of being impeached.  

And here I am again, blind! 

Fortunately, only in my right eye this time.

Richard Nixon lied about the Watergate break-in, among other things. 

Coincidentally the day before he resigned I was gifted with renewed sight by virtue of a cornea transplant, that served me well for twenty-five years --

-- UNTIL BILL CLINTON LIED ABOUT MONICA!

(The day before Nixon gave up his presidential office, immediately following my cornea transplant, a prophecy came to me, guiding my life ever since to make sense, specifically, of such happenings, the dark side of society and politics, lying and corruption especially. )   

Note: That is the same eye that has now been irretrievably lost.

Isn’t that weird? 


Three presidents lying to the American people, extensively enough to warrant impeachment proceedings -- and -- side by side,  three major, life-changing eye crises for me, a person whose entire adult life has been played out, with much emotional content having to do with Washington politics, business and social networks.

These coinciding incidents might actually somehow be connected in the realm of universal laws, in the soul/psyche of a person, me in this instance? 

But how and why, in the greater scheme of things? Who can know for sure?

However, having lived the many adventures of my life, 24/7, I know the back story. So, in a manner of speaking, the connections make sense to me.

My story is an amazing tale, especially in its entirety when the extent of body, mind and spirit entwining are included. 

I’m ready now for the telling that almost no one has been privy to yet. 

You are sure to find it entertaining, maybe even enlightening, particularly if respecting the interconnectedness of body, mind and spirit holds water for you. 

Even more so, if our present socio-political situation is eating at you, as it has been me.

We at New Horizons/Small “Zones Of Peace are preparing now for the telling, coming soon, in bits and pieces on both Anastasia The Storyteller Radio and The Possible Society In Motion Radio, each with its own unique emphasis.

I think the core of the message I wish to drive home is that it is a devotion to ethics and common decency, including truth-telling and truth-listening, where respect for each and every person is upheld, that is the heart of good, healthy living. This perspective makes sense, deriving from every religious, esoteric and practical philosophy of higher consciousness.

So why is it not so popular, across the board in our country, free as we are, and in our Congress and in the Administrative Office of the President that leads our nation?

Why, at this point in time, in the evolution of humanity, is it not agreed upon that the only safe bet for our nation, long-term, is reliant on these ethics and values?

Why is the search for the highest truth attainable, not overriding partisanship and polarization?

Having trekked the life path I’ve followed, I’ve discovered the critical importance of knowing and acting upon the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, especially for solving problems.

New Horizons Truth or Dare GAME, in motion, demonstrates this like nothing else I know.

Adept at truth-telling and truth-hearing and having discovered the rewards, starting off with what Watergate taught me, and with more than forty years experience leading and participating in the GAME, the ultimate truth-lovers process. I can't help but ask myself, 

“What is this craziness, this lying, denying and corruption, held to as though one’s life depends on it, this refusal to do fact-based conflict resolution that I see before my eyes when I turn to internet reports of the happenings now going on in Congress, the White House and other arms of the government and the media?” 

I ask this of myself partially because I’m trying to understand how the stress of it all, in this era of Trump, reached such a peak for me personally, combined with my lifetime of battling keratoconus, a cone shaped disease of the cornea, to the point that I literally, albeit unconsciously, blinded myself, unaware that my stress and distress in this time of Trump, was paralleling what I did in the Clinton-Lewinsky situation, turning my angst into distress I expressed somatically. 

The human body, mind and spirit intertwined can do this.

Nonetheless, please do not become fretful for me, in hearing of the loss of my eye. 

From where I stand, having come through my surgeries and being quite well on the way to a wonderful healing, I am grateful, not remorseful for my loss is already bringing me gains – in health, quality of life – and – in what might surprise you, in my capacity to SEE beyond the ordinary into greater than before visionary capacities.

I rejoice in this! 

I have traded in a diseased eye that had been producing one crisis after another for more than ten years. 

Now I can, without the distractions of that burden, get on with the business of SEEING from my third eye, the one that brings me closer and closer to Divine reasoning and the wondrous wisdom this connection accrues.

Still here it is, then, right in the midst of the impeachment process against Donald Trump; my poor, dear right eye has taken its last breath and melted away. 

Apparently political chaos can evoke an extreme physical response such as this in me, as, obviously, this is not the first time my right eye, seemingly with a mind of its own, has reacted to presidential malfeasance in this way. “Celebrating” Bill Clinton’s lying about Monica Lewinsky I responded similarly by completely shutting down, shutting out the world beyond me for eight long years, at least visually.

Weird you say? Craziness to think such thoughts?

However, if my situation is compared to that of others, someone else out there in these United States might, instead of loss of eyesight (although in my case, definitely, not loss of VISION), is having a heart attack or high blood pressure over our politics, as well as our societal problems that run across the board, touching so very many people and areas of life. 

That’s how stress can manifest. Originating with our innate survival response, based in the reptilian brain, we humans often react to distress in this way, developing physical symptoms, a form of “acting in,” when other healthier alternatives seem out of reach.

Alternatively, some choose “acting out,” escalating racism and violence.

In my case it was my right eye that reacted, literally melting away, all on its own as nurses and doctors prepared me for my second emergency eye surgery in barely more than a month.

Be that as it may, underneath the sturm und drang of our present socio-political chaos, what is it that can hurt someone enough to generate a physical crisis such as mine? 

What lies at the heart of it? 

For truly it is the heart, literally, metaphorically, body, mind and spirit that is reacting in this way.

It hurt our U.S. citizens to their very core, watching the Watergate scandal unfold, in a way that remains with us today. Bill Clinton’s deceptiveness was infuriating, on the other hand. With a somewhat lesser degree of tragedy, in my opinion.

Why I think this, just now as I write this piece, warrants further consideration on my part. 

Still I was already so totally immersed in writing my Random House Trilogy (1988 – 1998), intent on explaining what it was that Watergate had taught me – and – how New Horizons and myself might be able to offset similar situations, at least on a business and/or personal level, that I had not quite experienced the pain in Clinton’s case. 

In our present circumstances, those of us who are not pro-Trump saw impeachment as a potential looming from the start that very morning after the 2016 election had culminated on election night, discovering Hillary to be the loser, Trump the winner, in the presidential race.

Impeachment was always on the table once Trump, the reality television president and Company took over the White House. Clinton not so much though he did bring his share of scandals, including the Whitewater and Paula Jones controversies.

Now here it is, the impeaching of Donald Trump. 

The U.S. House of Representatives has moved forward with its impeachment investigation into actual Articles of Impeachment to be voted on next week. And I am crying at times – for our country and those who are being dragged through the mud in this drama. 

Digging down deep through the many layers of that which disturbs me, I find grief. The grief in my heart, perhaps like your own, makes its way to the surface as my eyes burn with unshed tears.  

But, as the Christmas song, “The Little Drummer Boy,” asks “Do you see what I see?” 

While impeachment is not a time for rejoicing, lending, instead, a somber tone to these closing days 2019, as we head into the Christmas, Chanukah, Winter Solstice, Hadj season, there is a grander perspective of what is now happening on the earth plane, if you get high enough in your consciousness to SEE that all is well – on earth as it is in heaven.

As Truth Be Told, It's The Distress Of American Politics That Has Blinded Me!!

And my prayers and determination to help make things better that propels me forward.

Now how do I make this seeming oddity of myself, reoccurring blindness crises directly connected to surrounding circumstances, sound reasonable?

The crisis of "to see or not to see." 

It looms, dramatically, in front of us and all around, if only we would notice it for what it is and take steps to move beyond the denial of things good and healthy, while allowing darkness to envelop our daily lives!

I know I'm not the only one to be so upset, body, mind and spirit, that severe repercussions are resulting.

Here's my version.

I hope my story will invite yours too because we must get ourselves out of this swamp/quicksand Donald Trump is making of our country with his dark side politics of lies and corruption.

Sharing our stories can help us unite and move past the pain we create for ourselves and others by allowing our differences to become insurmountable obstacles to our innate Human Oneness.

Storytelling is one vitally important way to begin so I offer my own.

Yet I write this with trepidation, reminding myself, as an aside, that Thanksgiving is coming fast on the morrow, so gratitude, too, must also be with me – and – it is.

My various apprehensions arise out of my intention, here, to speak of things that touch so definitively on the emotional and spiritually abstract that I seriously doubt my abilities to truly convey what I wish.

The gratitude, of course, is that I seem to be coming through my eye ordeal successfully.

Overall, however, I am weak and shaky these days. But the initial, excruciating pain in my head and the nausea are gone as physical healing and strength rebuilding start to kick in. Yet truth be told there's a great deal more to this eye crisis of mine, the surgical removal of my right eye, than a purely physical health emergency.

The current politics of the U.S.A. is what this recent blindness episode is truly about for me. Our politics are not merely about laws and legalities, people and personalities are active elements here too. They embody emotions and whole personhoods that also are in play.

My eyesight crisis, at this juncture, illustrates this.

I am in pain, body, mind and spirit. Might you be also?

I want you to know what this anguish is wholly about for me, as the significance of my eye crisis emerges, most directly, out of our present political crisis, through to me and then out to you. You, too, cycle through this pattern alongside me, keeping the distress in motion.

Though, on a personal level, my eye crisis is a certain major game changer for me, sharing my story of it is essential too.But how to truly explain it, as I know it, daunts me.

The center of it is that:

My right eye, the one just removed, has been rather a magical eye and in its new form will continue to be, I am certain.

This I know. But how for me to tell you of what is spiritual coupled with the physical, this I do not know. Speaking of the spiritual, especially on the internet is not easily done.

What I’m trying to get across, what I mean by this is that there is every evidence that my right eye can and has predictably demonstrated, over many decades, a unique relationship to psychic abilities I have developed throughout the course of my life that manifest in my skill as a relationship and community development consultant and coach, abilities of mine that are products of stress and distress surmounted or healed

Isn't that amazing?

Can you believe it?

The alchemical conjuring by the whole apparatus that has been my right eye comes of it reacting dramatically, in a very unique way, to certain specific kinds of stressors in my life by going on strike, by cutting off my ability to receive external, earth plane input through it while simultaneously opening my consciousness to taking in  otherworldly data.

The combining of this psychic ability in me with my many years of rock solid skills and experience is what I am most about, added, of course, to my being a truly fine person in the manner Murat guided me to be.

So there, I've said it now!

Can you believe it?

Take it at face value, what I've just stated above?

Discovering this phenomenon in myself has been quite unnerving at times. Thus my consciousness of the dynamic as it was living itself out became a traditional "gradual awakening," a growing awareness, based on cumulative experience and knowledge.

But, oh my goodness! How very strange it has been to accept that my body, with my right eye as the messenger channels information of Divine origins.

So slowly did I "get it" that, at first, I could barely accept the possibility/reality of what my experiences were holding up before me.

Only with a medically-backed perspective did I even begin to trust that scientific data could be at hand to explain some fairly weird eye crisis patterns in me. At a 1978 Johns Hopkins Wilmer Eye Institute appointment, the ophthalmologist diagnosed a series of problems I was having at that time as attributable to a conversion hysteria reaction, hysterical blindness, a major body-mind-spirit stress reaction!

With that event providing the portal, over time I began to accept, with increasing assurance that, indeed, intermittent eye crises, blindness episodes that happened for me repeatedly, many times, over time, were no accident, not isolated incidents, but occurring within a context.

As truth be told, this is the magical tale I wish to speak of now and in the immediate future.

It leads me directly into defining and describing the underpinnings of the newly developing future on hand for New Horizons and myself – and – you too, if you choose to allow your better self to make a direct connection to New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement: Destination Capitol Hill.

I hope you will want to know of my story as its implications for the necessary healing from what lies ahead for us are noteworthy, as Americans at this time, on a very turbulent path as we usher in 2020.

Right now many of us are in various kinds of anguish over what is happening to our country. But ahead, “G-d willing and the creek don’t rise,” healing is what we will need.

And healing is what we can find, if we are willing to come together and be "united states."

My story is a juicy one. In its depths lie seeds of how we might proceed with this agenda

The challenge is how, especially on the internet my story/stories can be drawn from me with the richness they merit via the internet, enough to invite yours.

We will just need to see how to do it.

Next I will want to share with you the deciphering of the mystery of my recent past ninety days for the illumination they have to offer – the teachable lessons.

But this will give you only a work unfolding, in progress, with more to be excavated, gold to be mined.

Wishing you a Happy Thanksgiving with hopes for even more joyful ones ahead.

Caught Up In Sixes and Sevens

Another tale in the continuing saga of what it means for Anastasia to be a Compassionate Warrior Woman (and New Horizons Truth Or Dare Poster Girl), taking on Capitol Hill.

Under construction

It’s two weeks, as of today, since the New Horizons Small “Zones Of Peace” Project officially launched its new initiative, the Truth Or Dare Movement, at the Hood College Community Volunteer And Internship Fair.

I am greatly rewarded by what was accomplished in terms of the event helping us move various key objectives of our budding movement forward.

Yet I had hoped, by this time afterward, I would have found more of a point of clarity, personally, and would feel settled and focused on next steps for myself, as well as for New Horizons. Based on the inroads opening to us from Hood, a giant step of forward motion on our Truth Or Dare mission is already being taken. 

Anticipating multiple other college campus cultures becoming ultimately involved, perhaps as soon as next year, you’d think I’d be celebrating our progress, though only one step so far. Unfortunately, something seems to be holding me down energetically, emotionally and spiritually. 

So far, over the past few weeks, my daily nutrition and stationary bike riding routines have sustained their momentum. 

Yet, overall, disciplining myself, as I usually do: drawing from a complete menu of daily practices to help me do whatever it takes to keep myself on my optimum high road – body, mind and spirit, I have been unable to reach the lift for which I routinely aim. 

From a New Horizons perspective, it seems all is well, progressing as intended: We have properly and successfully presented ourselves at the fair, been rewarded with enthusiastic responses from students and are now, already, in the process of developing our first Truth Or Dare Movement pilot project at Hood College. 

Headed by a vibrant student coordinator named Isabel who is all an organization such as ours could want, our Hood project is almost as good as it can get at this stage. If I won’t be called foolish, I might say of Isabel and “her people” what Murat once said of me, “I might turn cartwheels over how much joy and inspiration Isabel is” herself and for her regular reports on the forward motion of New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement at Hood College.

Still, here I sit accumulating many hours on this day, doing little else other than writing and re-writing, reading and re-reading my few words, sentences and paragraphs for this relatively short article, feeling lost and confused, a bit like Alice in Wonderland, barely able to put one foot in front of the other with any certainty. 

On a day like today when I am counting down to the end of the month, still with seven blogs needing to be written and published in order to fulfill my monthly commitment of one per week for each of the two main New Horizons sponsored blog sites, this one and the Small “Zones Of Peace” Project site, I am not even having a little fun, much less actual celebrating.

Ordinarily I can -- with the aid of morning meditations that I call my "conversations with G-d," immersing myself in one writing project or another, gardening in my top deck container garden, healthy eating, exercise and connecting with friends -- establish a sense of myself as a co-creator with a Higher Source. 

Once at this level, I can, often without too much trouble – though some mornings are more difficult than others – feel myself slipping into the stream of my life with relative ease.

Not quite there yet for me this round however.

Instead of my being in a meaningful flow from inside myself into the outer world around me I feel jumbled up – and – lost. Betwixt and between, at sixes and sevens, nowhere and everywhere all at the same time.

But wait!! Do not despair, should you be doing so on my behalf!

I may be struggling to feel healthy, happy and celebratory these days, however I can, at least, explain - in fits and starts -- the how, the why and the what of this malaise that has taken me over.

Here an is an introduction, offered to both of us, attempting to explain the turbulence I'm presently experiencing -- an identity crisis of the highest order might be one way of describing it! 

• I am birthing a resurrected me – true to my name Anastasia, meaning she who rises again;
• I am birthing the return cycle of my prophecy (read summary excerpt below);
• I am experiencing a Shaman’s death cycle event!
• I am transforming, going through multiple moments of ego death and rebirth, brought about, at this moment, by –

My heading, full face to the wind, right here and now, after forty-five long, adventurous years, into the final stages of my carrying forth the instructions of my prophecy, a clearly spoken directive that came to me, from where I do not know, on the day before Richard Nixon resigned as President of the U.S.A..!

YAHOO!!!

You can read an excerpted summary of my prophecy below with additional comments here and here (though not yet quite clearly described). 

Anastasia's Prophecy: August 7, 1974

The day before Nixon resigned as President of the United States of America, due to his culpability in the Watergate break-in scandal.

Wikipedia defines “prophecy” as a statement that something will happen in the future or the power or ability to know what will happen in the future. This definition fits with what occurred for me on August 7, 1974, the day before Nixon resigned his presidency as a result of the Watergate scandal. The evidence of what this phenomenon brought into my life is what has happened since.

My Prophecy had two major instructions: 

Instruction One

I was instructed to go forth on an adventure that would guide me to research, understand and develop the skill to transform the Dark Side of Washington society and politics by finding answers to two main questions

Question #1:
How could the President of the United States of America, in good conscience, lie to the American people?

Question #2:
How could so many people believe this lying president, seem to, or simply not care if he/she lied?

Instruction Two

Someday I was directed to return to the heart of Washington with the knowledge I would have obtained in answering those twos questions -- and the expertise to put it all to use  to help this country, beginning with Washington society and politics.

My prophecy, as I understand it today, was a “call to adventure”  -- my adventure of a lifetime. 

I have followed the instructions meticulously.

And the time for my return turns out to be NOW!

Still the return seems to be hurting like Hell and is totally not much fun!

Maybe it will get to be later.

Stay tuned for more, as my adventure of a lifetime begins to sparkle and shine.

Breaking News: Anastasia Followed The Lies. Watergate Taught Her About And More …

…..on how darkness works in systems.  And what to do about it.

Suggestion: Join up with New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement, explore and embrace New Horizons “expanded” Pro-Truth Pledge, make your pledge official -- and -- learn to play – and – play, regularly, New Horizons Truth Or Dare GAME (coming soon into your living room -- almost). 

My adventures, on this track, have unearthed priceless treasures, buried so deeply beneath lies they were all but overlooked.

In darkness the corruption of lies (denial and discounts) seethes, permeating every cell of the organismic system, a cancer robbing the forces of life from what might otherwise be health-producing nourishment, destroying the very fiber and fabric of what could be, instead, beautiful, strong and active.

Be it the systems of the White House, Congress, businesses, organizations, in churches, mosques or synagogues, the neighborhood association, the PTA – or the family, lies feed corruption in what might otherwise flourish.

This happened in my family: lies, abuses of power – and – the buried pain of loss that never got healed, dominated an entire family, my maternal side, robbing me – and others of our beautiful birthrights.  

In my case, of having a functioning mother and being the mother I wanted to be.

For close to one hundred years this destructive system has eaten away at health and beauty! 

Until now -- even as I am writing this, I am breaking the code, by following the lies and bringing them into the light!

Imagine that!!! A whole lifetime bound up in darkness.

Now, being freed up to come into the light, to live and grow -- and -- blossom.

What I did was "Follow the lies," relentlessly, as one of my heroes of the Watergate scandal, Carl Bernstein, suggested, time and time again. 

Even when I held out little hope that my efforts would do anything other than lead to more lies, more dark pits, brick walls and dead-ends.

Still, I did that. I followed the lies!

As a result, it came to be that Watergate taught me to do that one single thing -- follow the lies– and yet even more.

It wasn’t that Bernstein simply offered the idea -- “Follow the lies.”

It was, even more, that in witnessing the unfolding of the Watergate scandal, my instincts showed me what not to do. 

Above all, lies are what not to do!

And, over time, I became more and more adept at knowing what to do instead. 

Begin with seeking truth, knowing truth, telling truth and being mindful --

Especially, of your own ways of behaving. 

Then, over time, learn what to do in the face of corruption, collusions, conspiracies and lies – in other words, when encountering the darkness. 

These principles are foundational for how New Horizons Truth Or Dare GAME came into being, over the forty years plus of its running, a process that has saved many lives and altered those of thousands, to date. 

It should come as no surprise that I first learned this profound strategy, called the GAME, from the model corrections rehabilitation model, Asklepeion, developed by my former psychiatrist mentor, Martin G. Groder M.D., in a prison setting. 

Under Groder’s guidance and supervision I, later, refined the process, allowing it to be more widely used in mainstream settings.    

It just made sense to me, particularly when I saw what the alternatives were to truthfulness, as I witnessed the Watergate scandal unfolding. And similar situations closer to home.

The best friend of Michael, my fiancee, Joel Kline, indicted and found guilty of laundering money for Nixon's Vice President, Spiro Agnew, hit me especially hard, at the time. As did the possibility that the Democratic National Committee office of one of my friends, Spencer Oliver, was actually the primary target for the Watergate break-in.

So it came to be that New Horizons, the organization I founded after I turned my back on my former D.C. fast track life, put a high premium on personal integrity and, soon after Watergate, began developing programs to counter darkness, the GAME being the centerfold with much else, including extensive research, to back up its powerful impact.

Now, with New Horizons revitalized GAME moving fast forward, we are intending to affect many more lives, with our Truth Or Dare strategy, incorporating a counterculture approach into it, making our program particularly effective, especially in this day and age where the damages of culture-wide polarization and lying are more markedly recognized for their destructiveness.

For me, personally, it all began that historical day Richard Nixon resigned as President of the United States and my, sometimes, blind eyes were, simultaneously, opened to images beyond anything I could ever have imagined. 

That same day my prophecy came to me, directing my forward steps, like a sixth sense, that has since become an inner Light that cannot help but be tuned in to noticing darkness and “following the lies.”

In fact, once I began to follow these promptings, that day of Nixon's resigning, as if by Divine Guidance, they have generally led me to go just where I should.

And now "following the lies" has brought me to miracles of miracles!

BIGGER AND BETTER THAN I WOULD KNOW HOW TO IMAGINE!

So BIG I can almost not speak of them in any way, other than hints, except to say –

Breaking News!  
Anastasia Followed The Lies. Watergate Taught Her That And More …

Therefore, I am “On The Sky-High Path To Awesome Transforming!"

And, lifting a hand, at least, to others with me!!

But hold on, it will soon come out! And you will be celebrating with me!

My priceless discoveries came about when a serious of unexpected events led me to unearth that which I believe to be the greatest discoveries of all for me, right side upping my life forever, from here forth.  How anything could be bigger than what is now happening, behind the scenes, for me, is hard to imagine.

In my case following the lies has now led me onto a pathway to shining healing Light on things that have been soaked in darkness, putrid and poisonous.

I KNOW THIS PATHWAY OF FOLLOWING THE LIES CAN DO THE SAME FOR YOU! After more than forty-five years, I should know something about it.

That’s why I urge you to get into New Horizons Truth Or Dare GAME as soon as you can! 

We are experts in walking this trail.

Here's a piece of my tale to introduce it to you.

I have known for more than thirty years that the lies and secrets of the H… Family, my maternal side (temporarily anonymous while I sort things out) and its members had built a family structure that distorted and almost, but not quite because most of us are awesome SURVIVORS, seriously eroded the well-being of many, most importantly to me, the lives of my parents, my life, the lives of my children – and – now, I have come to find out, the lives of, at least, two of my cousins.

Fortunately however, like Luke Sky Walker, we, most members of my family, also have carried the Force with us, every step of the way!

And, fortunately, I did not need "absolute" truths, in this case, in order to begin clearing out the muck.

All I needed, as Bernstein also suggested is ---

“The best obtainable version of the truth” I could find.

So it has come to be that after close to forty-five years, since Watergate opened my eyes to the importance of truth seeking, I have gotten close enough to the sources of the H… Family's lies and corruption to now be able to help set some of us FREE, at last!

Just like Mueller’s Report might already be doing, provided facts are used to help gain clarity -- and -- not to necessarily be attached to outcomes. 

Only the purity of the process!

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