
Will car dealerships, parking lots, and traffic jams soon be quaint pictures from the past?
by Dana Taylor
My meditation notebooks are getting filled with some interesting, “out there,” thoughts. Increasingly, when I look back over them, I have practically no conscious memory of writing them down. The information in this message from September 17, 2017, refers to cars changing the planet. A Treehugger article today paralleled the ideas. Time will tell how prescient these thoughts may be.
Supernal Journal ~ September 17, 2017
Cars are at the forefront of changing the lives on the planet. This process began over 100 years ago and continues today. They bring the world’s population together, mix them up, drive the economies.
Now, the cars are changing again. They will drive the world away from the control of oil, oil exploration, and oil exploitation. The need to disturb Gaia to suck the oil will diminish. This will happen more quickly than anticipated.
The ripple effect on economic factors will be felt around the world. Some will benefit, others will not make the transition. Pray for the transition of the vehicles. This will make it easier.
TREEHUGGER Magazine November 8, 2017 quotes former GM Vice Chair, Bob Lutz:
“It saddens me to say it, but we are approaching the end of the automotive era. The auto industry is on an accelerating change curve. For hundreds of years, the horse was the prime mover of humans and for the past 120 years it has been the automobile. Now we are approaching the end of the line for the automobile because travel will be in standardized modules.”
Read the Full Article ~ Former GM Vice Chair Says Automotive Era Ending
What will the next era of transportation look like? I guess we’ll have to wait and see.


As Elsa in Frozen sings, Let It Go. Whatever is no longer working, whether it be a relationship, job, community group or political affiliation, we need to release it. Elsa had been hiding her true self and trying to fulfill other people’s expectations. She couldn’t do it anymore and sings her iconic song. For a while she lost her family, friends, and home, but ultimately she created a new reality for herself that allowed her to be free.


When I first met Angela Studer,
Though she expected to receive an eviction notice any day on the condo, she took good care of it. Inspired by her view of ancient volcanic mountains, she turned her backyard into sacred space. Bleached coral washed up on the beaches formed the boundaries of a labyrinth. She explored the west side of Oahu, an area seldom visited by tourists. She discovered sacred sites and energetic healing spots. Her spiritual guides brought creative ideas to mind to create income and utilize her gifts.
Crystals and gems began speaking to Angela again. New pieces of gallery quality, wire wrapped jewelry emerged from her imagination through the movements of her fingers with the wire and stones. She imbues each piece with healing energy.
Angela is so much more than a survivor, she is a beacon of the Aloha spirit. If you’re visiting Oahu soon, consider adding a
by Dana Taylor
As Hurricane Harvey churned toward Texas, I sat upon my yoga mat in my Hawaiian apartment meditating on the gathering storm. Could it be calmed, dissipated or diverted as I’ve seen mass prayers seem to do in other weather events? I prayed and asked. The answer was NO. Snap shots played on my mental movie screen. An unstoppable force of wind, rain, and destructive floods. People caught in harm’s way. Buildings, businesses, homes underwater.
The hurricane isn’t simply a weather event. It is an energetic event. Some might call it an Act of God. Yet, cosmically, it may be a case of like attracting like. The energy emanating from the US this year has been turbulent and destructive. Angry people expressing themselves in marches, profanity, and violence. Gun addiction and hate crimes on the rise. We’ve created a whirlwind of hatred and frustration, sending it into the very atmosphere, calling it our way. Gaia listened and delivered.
Of course, I’m a romantic at heart, a believer in happy endings after the Black Moment. A spiritual Pollyanna. I have hope that we can collectively come to a place of reconciliation, help our neighbors, treat others as we would like to be treated.