Anastasia's Prophecy Summarized, The Story Behind New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement

You can read an excerpted summary of my prophecy (or how Anastasia became a Super Sleuth) below with additional comments here and here (though not yet quite clearly described on either of these). 

Anastasia's Prophecy: August 7, 1974

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. 

The 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.

Update, August 11, 2020, today, right now in this present moment, the manifestation of the prophecy, in terms of its instructions for me, is occurring, along with almost magical aspects.

Yippee! I couldn't be happier. I am turning cartwheels happy!!

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

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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

I was directed to someday 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!

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.

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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.

Introduction: What It Means To Be A Compassionate Warrior Woman Taking On Capitol Hill

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Friday,  Labor Day weekend: The 21st anniversary of the day I lost my eyesight.

Before I realize the significance of today for me, I am awakening trying to explain to myself why I would even think, consider, imagine I would want to put New Horizons and myself in a position to take on the task of taking on Capital Hill!

Whatever could I be thinking?

Trying to put thoughts into words I find myself considering the ONE story I had thought to write earlier in the week that might succinctly account for my making such a bold, brash pledge such as this.

Alongside this contemplation I note that I need to write two more blogs by night’s end of this day: one for the New Horizons Small “Zones of Peace” site and one for this one, in order to wrap up my monthly quota of one post per week for each.

Beginning early tomorrow I take off for the holiday weekend.  So completing my monthly obligation must be now!

What I had wanted to write about was the one, main "back story” of the front story about "What It Means (To Me) To Be A Compassionate Warrior Woman Taking On Capitol Hill," as I thought I knew it.

Then I started scanning a re-run of my past history beginning with that day that changed the course of my life, the day I watched Richard Nixon lie to the Watergate Commission and lots of people seem to believe him though I sure did not!

Upon awakening this morning I initially told myself that the reasoning behind this outrageous Capital Hill plan of mine could be explained by one simple story, maybe two, at the most. An easy accounting of what has brought me to this point. That was before I started reviewing past events more carefully. 

As the veil of sleep fell aside the main “ONE,” I thought, might be about the near-ceaseless debate Marty Groder, my former psychiatrist mentor, and I had had back and forth, like a tennis match volley, throughout the mid-1980s

We were developing our collaboration more and more in those days as I dug deeper and deeper into Marty’s original theories particularly the one about how high leadership individuals and convicts shared the same essential personality structures. This was the one that grabbed me most and probably accounts for much of my devotion to Groder.

How Marty’s theories could explain what had happened in the Watergate scandal, especially the part about Nixon lying and how and why so many seemed to buy his stories was what I needed most to understand. 

Yet understanding my compelling need was way far off in the future and still something I am inclined to ponder on occasion still.

I felt compelled to solve this riddle, heart and soul, like nothing I had ever known before. To solve the mystery, as I viewed it then and be able to someday turn what I believed Groder could teach me back into some kind of gift to Washington would become my driving ambition, next only to my love for my children and my yearning to be the best I could be for them.

It mattered that much!

And, somehow the two ambitions were tied together. But I did not know that until many years later.

The year that stands out most for me in this regard with Marty is 1985. 

President Ronald Reagan is in office and I, a local am having to admit to Marty, an outlier, that times, once again, are turbulent, as they often are in Washington.  

But what does that actually tell us about how Washington society and politics are totally representative of the darkness of humanity that is set in place and irretrievable.
Our debate goes something like this -- 

Marty (“Not always right, but never in doubt”): “Washington is the center of darkness for the entire planet, next only to Moscow!” 

Me, emphatically:  “No, Washington is the center of light, a battleground in the ceaseless war between darkness and light!”

Accustomed as I was to Marty’s Scorpio stinging comments, I cut him a bit of slack in the argument, factoring in that he was a native New Yorker. I could, thus, forgive his one-dimensional view on the subject of the dark side of Washington. 

I, on the other hand, saw Washington with the heart of a Beloved. 

After all, I had come to the nation’s capital just out of college, believing in Kennedy’s Camelot and all I innocently thought it represented.  And though my ideals have many times been disappointed and I had, over the years, physically moved myself further and further away from Washington’s center, I consider myself, to this day, to be a part of it, it a part of me.

For all its faults and no matter who inhabits the White House or Congress, the Washington I see is through the eyes of one who is in love with the town, its many personalities, peculiarities and ups and downs, most especially coming out of the political arena that is the very blood of the town.

Is this the story that explains my reaching for the this sky high achievement upon which I am now embarking? 

Sounds like a love story to me! 

Suggesting that “what it means to me to be taking on Capital Hill” is that I still have faith in the ideals that brought me to Washington so many decades ago and that these are worthy of my belief that collectively we American citizens and politicians can do better than we are showing these days. We have it in us. We always have. 

So I think it’s worth my best efforts and hardest work to fight for these in true Compassionate Warrior Woman-style, meaning fighting for ideals with all the strength, wisdom and love one can muster.

Yet I think this is not “The Story.” 

But it is a part of my story, a snippet, a chapter on the way to my laying out the whole saga, the saga my life has been for the past forty-five years since Nixon’s lying about Watergate, coupled with the prophecy that came to me along with it, altering the course of my life.

So I guess the bottom line for me today is that there is not just one story, not just one simple way to explain "What It Means To Me To Be A Compassionate Warrior Woman Taking On Capitol Hill."

There are many stories behind the front story. 

For example, there is the one about –

• How Nixon’s lying to the American people about Watergate affected me;
• The prophecy that came to me the day Nixon resigned;
• How it came about that Bill Clinton lied about Monica Lewinsky and I went blind;
• Marty and I debating about the dark and light sides of Washington and what that meant to me then and what it means to me today;
• Why I found Obama’s leadership and how people responded to it so disheartening at times, enough for me to create the Possible Human, Possible Society Study;
• And -- OMG! Donald Trump in the White House!

Now, at almost midnight, I am wrapping up what I have to say for August, asserting that I can no longer set my mind to writing the "ONE" story that explains it all.

I have many stories to tell on the subject at hand here. 

I think I’ll tell them, write them and learn from them as I share them. I guess that's what it means to me to be a storyteller.

Maybe then I’ll know more about What It Means(To Me) To Be A Compassionate Warrior Woman Taking On Capitol Hill -- and -- so will you.

Still there always will be more to the telling.

Wishing you all a very pleasant Labor Day holiday!

Coming Soon: What It Means To Be A Compassionate Warrior Woman Taking On Capitol Hill

Now in progress.

Read about my honor as New Horizons
Truth Or Dare Movement Poster Girl.

Press Release: Former Rockville Therapist Pledges To Take On Capitol Hill

Anastasia's Prophecy Agenda Joins With New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement For Important Next Steps

Anastasia Rosen-Jones (formerly Marcia E. Rosen) did not know if she would ever be able to return to Rockville that day in March,2003 she shut her private practice office door for the last time at 809 Veirs Mill Road. She was heading into eye surgery #7 of the past five years, praying that the legal blindness she had been living with since Labor Day, 1998 would be lifted and gone forever. 

But she had no guarantees. She had, after all, been facing the challenges of threatened blindness from a hereditary eye disease, keratoconus, defined as a cone-shaped deformity of the cornea, since she had been a junior in college.

But now, she is ready to return! 

Not exactly to what had been the Rockville Professional Building, located on Veirs Mill and Norbeck Roads, as the building has now been torn down and replaced by townhouses.

But a coming back to many of the things that mattered most to her in the Washington area since she moved here in 1961, the young bride of her high school sweetheart, from whom she was divorced decades ago.

With satellite offices in Bethesda and Frederick and a home office that is part of the New Horizons Harpers Ferry Retreat Center from where she regularly works and lives, Ms. Rosen-Jones, as Executive Director of the New Horizons Support Network, Inc., a non-profit, is at last ready for her return.

And with this re-entry, surprise, surprise -- Anastasia is now setting her “sights’ on a coming back to her even earlier stomping grounds, the heart of Washington and our national political scene. 

This time, however, she will not be heading the U.S. “Male” Service, known to be the “original” executive reminder and gift shopping service, catering to Washington’s elite, nor will she be identified as a Nancy Sinatra look-alike these many decades after her days as a celebrity entrepreneur in Washington.

Instead Anastasia will be leading the way to carry forth a vision she imagined as far back as 1985, taking New Horizons signature program, the Truth Or Dare GAME, originally called the “Discount Derby,” to Capitol Hill with an intent to transform the dark side of it, as completely as she can, using New Horizons tried and true GAME strategies to achieve this.

To accomplish this daring feat, Anastasia is supported by her devoted and energetic New Horizons Board of Directors who are actively behind her in launching the forthcoming New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement: Destination Capitol Hill and joined by a budding collaboration with the global Pro-Truth Pledge Movement.

New Horizons Support Network, Inc. is a 501 C (3), non-profit organization, offering programs designed to teach community development and violence-prevention skills and strategies through the training and support model of its “Small Zones of Peace” Project initiative.

Now in the process of contributing these organizational strengths to the development of a nationwide Truth Or Dare Movement that presently incorporates: The Truth Or Dare GAME, the online To Lie Or Not To Lie Radio Show series and the Pro-Truth Pledge, Ms. Rosen-Jones is presently leading New Horizons' effort to build a regional network of troops to take on Capitol Hill.

Details on New Horizons Truth Or Dare Movement can be found throughout the articles posted on: zonesofpeacenh.blogspot.com.

Ms. Rosen-Jones can be reached at: 240.409.5347 or MountainWomanRJ@aol.com.

Capital Hill And The Manifesting Of Anastasia's Prophecy

The Plan: A Truth Or Dare Movement to be launched in the coming months, with ongoing, regular Truth Or Dare GAMES already in motion NOW!

The Method: Spread New Horizons Truth Or Dare GAME methodology and Dark Side transformation processes through training, participation and support.

Based On: "Anastasia's Prophecy" and the theories and practical applications of the GRAD theory as developed by Anastasia and Martin G. Groder M.D.

The Ultimate Destination: Capital Hill with satellite programs nationwide

Strange how it is that we can sometimes almost see the workings of the universal laws. And still not quite get how the mystery of it all operates. 

That is how it is for me, these days, as I watch my long-held visions and dreams begin to grow into realities.

And yet this seeing beyond seeing is truly an aspect of the personal transformation many of us seek, even regularly on a day-to-day basis, as do I, making this quest an integral and essential part of daily practice.

This searching for the highest quality of personal attainment and a correspondingly gracious and refined existence is what I have made of my life, built out of the experiences, elements and resources that have come out of the living it.

As I stand and look back at all that has been, at this gateway before me, opening to my present and future I am awed at the beauty.and magnificence of it.

Yesterday brought the unfolding reality, as it has been showing itself in recent past weeks, home to me, as Michael Cohen testified before Congress.  I saw shadows of John Dean behind him and the specter of Richard Nixon hovering over, entwined with Donald Trump.

For me watching Michael Cohen testify was like watching the Watergate hearings all over again. This time, unfortunately, with the massive polarization we have today that was observably absent at the time of Watergate.

I think we, the constituents of the United States, were too stunned by the happenings of the Watergate scandal to react against one another then. And we had not, previously, in our lifetimes, before Watergate, encountered presidential corruption such as that. 

But we are a different breed of American these days, jaded and far removed from the honoring of presidents such as George Washington and Abraham Lincoln as we once did.

As I watched Cohen deliver his testimony and be questioned, I put my head down and wept with the pain of it all.

Shortly after, I lifted my head, again, believing that the time of the manifesting of "My Prophecy," the only one I have ever had in my life, had revealed itself, at last.

With the closing words of Representative Elijah Cummings, with whom I am proud to share the state of Maryland, my ideals were lifted. I was proud of what I was witnessing, hopeful a new and better day was approaching than we have been experiencing these past few years, under the Trump Administration, corrupt to it's very core.

The form the manifesting of my prophecy would now take, most observably, was to be, first and foremost, through New Horizons Truth or Dare GAME, destination Capital Hill!

Who would have thought it?

Cohen's testimony, replete with humbleness, transparency and accountability modeled what we, my New Horizons Board Members and myself, are after through our GAME.

Perfection and an absence of it past, not so much;  Michael Cohen is entitled to redeem himself and build trust someday, the New Horizons GAME community thinks.

The cleaning up of what has been – and – the sincere intention to make amends and do better forward is what we saw yesterday and what we seek. 

For me, personally, in this case, as at the time of Watergate, I found myself choosing to put my bet on a lower rung, identified turncoat, as opposed to the Big Guy, Honcho. 

Marty Groder, my psychiatrist mentor, veteran, prominent healer of BAD GUYS at Marion Federal Penitentiary in its heyday, newly replacing Alcatraz, had initially shown me the way, back in the mid-1980s, to guide this undertaking. 

Since I had been envisioning I would eventually lead this parade, on my own, head conductor, now, of the Truth Or Dare GAME for close to forty, amazing years.

So the time has come, almost forty years after my prophecy revealed itself to me -- and it is now!

In my reverie, I heard the National Anthem playing in my mind. 

I could see "the dawn's early light" in my mind’s eye, along with the setting of the sun outside my office window, as yesterday was ending and my life was becoming more and more of a MIRACLE!   

I felt myself ready to make my move. 

Through the vehicle of New Horizons, to throw my hat in the ring to stand up for "the broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight" to help keep our democracy strong.

I knew it, in every cell of my being!

My prophecy is about to manifest itself.

Watch it play out. 

And, do, please, come along for the adventure and be a part of it!

Coming Soon!

Reflections On Truth Telling: Feeling All Gutted Out!

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In my mind and heart I hear my kitty, Cassandra, making a deep guttural growl. 

This time it is my own guttural growl.

From Cassandra, it was a week ago Monday, then again on Tuesday.

I thought she was angry at me. Now I think I was wrong. I believe she must have been in pain.

She went into hiding.  She was dying. 

In not too many more days she was gone.

I do not think I am dying.

I am definitely not going into hiding -- quite the opposite.

I am coming out, more and more each day, resurrecting myself.

How do I explain it?

Maybe it's more of my “crossing over” that I was trying to explain to Lynn, my board member who was running my studio for my last radio show, Breaking The (#MeToo) Silence And The Price It Exacts.

Lynn could not quite comprehend my experience of "crossing over" as I was articulating it. 

I kept trying to make it understandable to her. She kept trying to get my drift.

It didn't work, quite, on either side.

A few days later I asked the GAME players at our Truth Or Dare GAME to help me clarify my meaning of "crossing over" so I could be better understood.

We did not succeed.  I did learn something, however.

"Crossing over," for me, is one facet of what I began doing when I was blind. 

It is an aspect of the "art of transcendent living."

Art does not always have words. More often it has images. 

Like the image I offered on that radio show of my being carried across the Harpers Ferry water gap on the wings of an eagle, between the two mountain peaks, overlooking the historical town: Maryland Heights and Loudon Heights.

Sue has been explaining to me that because I have become a visionary I see things others do not and that I cannot explain except in images.

I think she is correct.

So here I am this morning, feeling gutted out like a filleted fish from trying to explain my prophecy and other stuff, wanting from the deepest place inside of me to tell whomever will listen that one of the most important things I know/believe, having learned it as one of my many lessons from Watergate, is that now, more than ever -- 

American citizens must turn to their neighbors and co-workers, family and friends with the intention of building bridges to overcome whatever separates.

Nixon did not drive a wedge, between neighbors, friends or family, or at least not a very big one, as Donald Trump has done. 

Of course, as American citizens, having lived through Watergate, we have grown more aware of how lying and corruption can harm our country. Lying and corruption separate us. 

I don't necessarily believe that Donald Trump  is the reason for this alienation from one another. However lies, allowing truth to not be uncovered and reality dealt with, whatever it is, do keep us apart. Trump is adept at that deal. 

So here it is!  

The United States of America is seemingly less united now than at any other time since the Civil War of the 1850s.  This is why, now, it is imperative that we take the initiative to put the lessons we learned from the Watergate era to good use.  

Among these lessons is that while lying and corruption do not work well in relationships, as a rule, they wreak total and complete havoc to the entire country when embedded in the very nature of our president.

Carl Bernstein, the seasoned journalist, who was one of the pair of Woodward and Bernstein, uncovering the sordid details of Watergate, tells us to "follow the money" to get to the core of the crises we are facing, now, under Donald J. Trump’s  administration.

Instinctively, many of today’s journalists,being of their field and having been schooled by Woodward and Bernstein, directly or otherwise, also know to look for the lies and relentlessly keep exposing them. This is what journalists -- and -- investigators such as Robert Mueller can and are doing.

However, you can help this effort by doing everything you can to bring truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth into your daily lives, beginning right now! 

This is something you can do, with no outlay of money that, in the long run, will help us all. All you need to accomplish this is just, simply, yourself -- and -- your own best intentions to be the peace you desire.

This will help you begin to offset the craziness enveloping the American people, the "hysteria" Bob Woodward was speaking of, the hysteria gripping many in this chaotic, frightening era we are now living through. 

(If how great results can come of this simple, direct effort, truth telling, is not yet clear to you and it may not be, I will bring you more and more details to make my point in days to come.)

However, consider, again, the messages of Gandhi and Ben Franklin and Jesus I recently reminded readers about several days ago. And, consider where you think lying and truthfulness fit into their words of wisdom, if they are not yet self-evident.

Gandhi stated -- 

“We do best to begin by carving out territories or zones of peace in our personal relations where violence and deceit won’t be used.”

Benjamin Franklin stressed -- 

"We must all hang together or most assuredly we will all hang separately"?

And in the Bible, in the Gospel of Mark 3:25, Jesus states --

"And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand." 

These are ideals that people everywhere generally strive to uphold.

Why not now?

The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth will set you free.  Does this not make sense to you, even moderately?

Learn to live this TRUTH, with increasing commitment and involvement, every day, in both small and large ways. 

Truth, deepest truths, spoken to others to open up dialogue will help YOU build personal strength in yourself and with others, a crucial element for getting through these tough times. 

Doing this will, also, allow you to open formerly shuttered doors and windows. 

If nothing else, my adventure last year in dealing with my Ethics Complaint process showed me how, unimaginably, stronger a person I could become by clearing away the clutter of buried, hidden and forgotten information and real life stories. And by my telling the truth all of it encompassed.

I believed I was strong before. And I pride myself on my transparency!

Yet, although I believed myself to be resilient before that ordeal, by digging deeper and deeper into knowing who and what I am, up against things I had been unconsciously ignoring and then updating and asserting what I stand for by sharing that information as “truths” with others, I am becoming the beneficiary of unexpected rewards and results.

I am doing more of this truth telling, now, by writing this article and sharing the perspectives I am offering here. I didn’t know until I put pen to paper that all of this was inside of me and so important to me. 

Nonetheless, by revealing what I have here, although it feels challenging to do so, I am taking another one of my HUGE next steps in activating my prophecy.  

In fact, I am actually discovering, as I go, a few steps more of how for me to go about manifesting my prophecy, as conversations arising are already taking me, in just a few days, to unforeseen, unanticipated new places.  

Thus I am coming out of a box of limited thinking and doing that could keep me in the “hysteria” of which Bob Woodward spoke, if I allowed it. Instead I am choosing and risking some kind of resurrection of myself rather than dying!

I need this! 

You need this truth telling too so as not to allow the craziness enveloping us to pull you down into its SWAMP. Truth and clarity ground us in reality, the place from which we are most likely to create and sustain healthy living.

Every day now, as I open up, more and more, others are opening up back to me, with such joy through dialogue that it is as if a whole new world has been found. 

Much like a toddler does when first it discovers language

I am gutted! I am growling!

"I am woman, hear me roar!"

Bill Clinton Lied About Monica Lewinsky And I Went Blind!

The two events are directly connected!

Of course you will wonder how this could be. And, of course, I will say, one more time, more on the way. But sagas take a long time in unfolding, especially if one, such as myself, is after telling a tale on the internet, in depth, not just the surface, so all I can assure you now is --

You will appreciate the journey of my tale-telling, perhaps like a mini novel, leading you to discover how Bill Clinton’s lying about Monica Lewinsky resulted in my going blind.  

Furthermore, it is my intention with all of this, that you will, minimally, gain, from my efforts here an enhanced ability, or at least willingness, to consider that what you may be holding back from "seeing" -- and -- "saying" might, as has happened for me, be serving to deter your best level of healthy living -- and -- enable the Dark Side's proliferation in others, personally, and in our society and politics!

But it will take me a bit of time to make my story complete for you. It is quite a saga!

And, if you will notice, my going blind when I see and try to say what I'm not supposed to be looking at, showed itself when I went blind, again, as I discovered the documents that lead to my present Ethics Complaint. 

Not an "accident," by any means, if you know my full story.

There is another story I’ve kept under wraps for a good long time; the story about how I went blind the day I went on the air at a local radio station to say what I saw about Bill Clinton's Dark Side when he lied about Monica Lewinsky.

Now is the time!

Bill Clinton’s defense against his being called out yesterday on where he stood in cleaning up his act with Monica Lewinsky, honoring the opportunity #Metoo has given him (and untold numbers of other power-over abusers) just tipped the scales, making it my time, too, to add a bit more spice to the #Metoo conversation!

Most intriguingly I just happen to have a recorded documentation of the day I went blind, confronting Bill Clinton lying about Monica Lewinsky!  My sharing it has been in the works for awhile.

Now is the time!

You will be able to hear snippets of those recordings, over time, on my Anastasia The Storyteller Radio Show as we go ever more deeply into the Dark Side Warrior aspects of How We Are Going To Move Ourselves Through The #Metoo Era.

Today Bill Clinton crossed a final line with me, from whence he will never return. 

Not because I am a person who holds grudges but because he is way past redemption!  And a woman needs to decide which abusers merit forgiveness (and why) in this #Metoo era of settling up our books.

Should I say thanks to the almighty powers that be that Hillary did not make it to the White House?

Where would #Metoo be today, if she had?

I tremble to think it!

Listen in this coming week, provided our local flood disaster recovery makes ample headway in the cell tower repair department, as we take another step forward in digging in as deep as we are able on the air to help move the healing of #Metoo damage forward. 

Our show will be all about “leaning in,” as the pathway to healing the wounds of #Metoo that neither Bill Clinton nor his consort, Hillary, and likely his daughter, just don’t get!

Join us for this week’s show – 
Moving Beyond Gender Tyranny: Setting The Stage (Rescheduled Show 2x)

Saturday, June 9 11:30 a.m.

G-d willing and the creek don’t rise, again!

Yesterday our "creek," the confluence of the Potomac and Shenandoah Rivers at Harpers Ferry, crested at over 21 feet!

OMG! The lower town of historical Harpers Ferry is flooded!

Thank G-d we are high above the river, up here at New Horizons Harpers Ferry Retreat Center.

More to come as I am, obviously, Anastasia The Storyteller here and on Blog Talk Radio with a thousand and more stories to tell.