InPsightRadio Ep. 81 – “Navigating the Tough Times of 2020”

Episode 81 of inPsight Radio with Danielle Egnew: Danielle gets candid about the heaviness of the transitional 2020 Year of Evolution ethers, and how it’s affecting humanity: Why does everything feel so “heavy”? What is the “hopelessness” in the air attributed to? How can we fortify ourselves to not succumb to overwhelming etheric pressures? It is possible for humanity to pass on emotions, one to another? How does our technology play into this? And — we were literally designed to withstand the pressures of today’s world, or did we just pick the reincarnation short straw?  Tune in and receive today’s best inPsight!  (recorded Feb. 6th 2020)  

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InPsightRadio Ep. 77 – “2020: The Year of Evolution in Review – Part 2”

Episode 77 of inPsight Radio with Danielle Egnew: Danielle recaps her annual predictive end-of-the-year live forum in Billings, Montana with a two-part predictive series: Holy hardware upgrades, Batman — What does “Ascending” mean? How does our DNA being activated affect us? What will it be like? Why is it happening? How is it happening? And is it happening to everyone, or just select people? Will our money system hold up, and how does peace or violence play into this shift? Mostly — what can YOU DO to maximize the Year of Evolution? Part two of this podcast covers all of this and more! Tune in and receive today’s best inPsight! (recorded Dec. 20 2019)

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InPsightRadio Ep. 76 – “2020: The Year of Evolution in Review – Part 1”

Episode 76 of inPsight Radio with Danielle Egnew: Danielle recaps her annual predictive end-of-the-year live forum in Billings, Montana with a two-part predictive series: What will 2020 hold? What does “The Year of Evolution” mean? Where does this year fall in our Ascension cycle and why? What can we expect with politics, water, and personal identity? Part one of this podcast covers all this and more! Tune in and receive today’s best inPsight!  (recorded Dec. 16 2019) 

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InPsightRadio Ep. 74 – “How Hope Saves the World”

Episode 74 of inPsight Radio with Danielle Egnew: Danielle hosts an angelic tell-all on how the energy of “hope” actually saves the world: What is Hope? Where does hope sit on the Metaphysical periodic table? How does hope differ from Faith? Where does hope come from? What is the Hope Vibration and how does it work? Why is hope so easy to “lose”, or do we ever lose it? And how can we find hope, if we’ve never had it? Tune in and receive today’s best inPsight!  (recorded Nov. 22 2019)

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We Are the New Greatest Generation

As I’ve been saying for months:

We are the NEW GREATEST GENERATION. And it’s time to step up.

Much will be asked of us. Yet like those who, in WWII, gave up copper, tinfoil, and rubber for a war effort, we will give up polarizing political ideals, tribalism, and blinding fear, in order to rise to the occasion that is now calling us.

We are THE NEW GREATEST GENERATION. This is the beginning of our defining moment. As such, I’m reflecting on how we, as an American society, are handling the idea of limited resources (TP, bananas, money, etc):

COVID-19 is a spreading virus. It’s highly contagious. Yet the real contagion is fear, and sadly, a “justified selfishness” in that fear.

We can be responsible, aware, and take care of our families without panic-hoarding and leaving little or no resources for people who don’t have the means or energy to drive to multiple differing stores to find supplies. If we all have a little, we will all have enough.

A week ago my family was legitimately out of toilet paper. Bad time to run out, in a house with three women, yet life is life.

I went to three stores and found some TP at Walgreens . As I walked in, a women was there with her cart piled so high with TP that she had to steady it, to move it. I hoped there was still some left.

The shelves were pretty bare, yet there a brand left that I don’t normally buy because it’s a touch overpriced in my opinion, but it’s what was there. (Likely because of the price point.)

I talked with the girl who was stocking, about the TP situation. She mentioned a lady was just there and had cleaned out two full shelves. She mentioned the lady said her son had an autoimmune issue.

The employee I was speaking with was younger and didn’t get the “hoarding” mentality. She said she thought people could leave some for others.

I agreed. It’s true that we don’t know other people’s circumstances. Yet for those of us who are healthy and are not in a critical age range for mortality with COVID-19, we can step up.

Now, bulk buying in Montana, where I live, is sort of a “thing” for those who live in outlying areas, so a cart piled high is not entirely unusual. My family doesn’t live in an outlying area, yet I proceeded to buy TP as if I were buying for a cabin, stocking for a summer stint. I bought two packs of 12, and three packs of nine. I left a TON of TP on the shelf, and they were still stocking. (I’m a house of three women, I generally buy more than one pack anyway.) I just wanted to make sure we had enough to get through this weird rush on TP. There were *plenty* packs of TP left and six really big boxes to unload on the palate.

I later bought some herbs from my good pal Jim Nymeyer at Jade Forest Wellness & Herb Store here in Billings, MT. He has herbs that have helped me kick viral bugs in the past. He only had a little more than a dozen bottles because China is running out. I could have easily bought them all, yet I wanted to leave some for others. I bought one bottle for each person in my home — three (as that’s the dosing) — and left the rest.

It’s important to remember that product comes from many sources. TP also comes from a Mexico, and other places, and so we won’t be utterly wiped out. (No pun intended.)

Jim has multiple anti-viral and anti-bacterial herbs that will work in teas. My sister-in-law Melissa Scianna also has bacterial and viral-resisting herbs and teas at her store, Vintage Apothecary, in Bridger, MT. We have so many resources here in Billings and surrounding areas alone, (and skilled people who can combine wonderfully naturally healing elements in a pinch), that hoarding seems a bit over the top.

And really, just not the thing to do.

It’s important we widen our scope; to remember that Kleenex will work as TP in a pinch, cut-up thin napkins, as well as cut-up small squares of more thin paper towels, can also double as toilet paper and not overwhelm plumbing if the regular paper towels are small enough (and aren’t the thick “wipes”.) Or, thicker paper products can go in the garbage instead of down the toilet, like in other parts of the world.

AND — it’s important to note that if ALL paper products on earth disappear — we can cut up a sheet, and do as many countries whose plumbing can’t handle paper products — toss the sheet squares in a secure plastic container or garbage bag until hot-and-bleach-water wash day comes along. Rinse, dry, and repeat. (There weren’t always disposable diapers.)

It’s important that we all don’t HOARD; that we don’t panic. This puts at risk the elderly, and those who financially can’t buy in massive bulk at one time. Which is *most* of America right now.

There’s enough for everyone if we just don’t act like those temple moneys and street monkeys in Thailand who depend on tourists to feed them, yet now that the tourists aren’t there, are literally warring with one another in the streets over scraps of food.

It’s important to recall that we evolved from those primates. That type of behavior is in our DNA. Yet just because it’s there does not mean that we are required to act on it.

This is our challenge. To rise above the “no one will notice” illusion that we, as Americans, have propagated. That we are somehow separate, on our own, in our own bubble. That we affect no one but ourselves.

This is our challenge. To leave some for others. To have faith in others that they will assist us as well. To remember that in a consumerist nation so large, a nation that places money above all things — it’s likely that TP companies will be pushing product into the shelves as fast as they can get it here. And until they shut down trucking in America, product is still on the roll.

This is our challenge. To not see the end of life as we know it as world stock markets plummet and continue to plummet. And they will. Yet we the people decide value. Not the markets. And that’s what this situation is all about — returning the pace, and the power, and the lifestyle of TRULY LIVING — back to an emotionally connected people.

We are being taught the value of time off, the value of connection, and the value of trusting our neighbors again. Though we are social distancing, we can still text and call to stay in contact with one another.

If we remain calm, and all do our part, then we will mostly, across the board, be okay.

This is our challenge. To step up. To pop our own bubbles. To see the world for the delicate connected society that we are. To care about people we’ve never met. To consider ourselves a steward of one another, not just “our family”, and “our money”, because as we are seeing, our family — and our money — is spread out over the entire world.

If we stay calm, this all makes sense, in a world where money is king above humanity, and where health and wellness is put on the back burner.

It make sense that we are having this colossal priority re-set. Because while nose-deep in convenience, we have lost our way.

As part of the NEW GREATEST GENERATION, I get it. I get the very small sacrifices we’re being asked to make — sacrifices that we should have been making this entire time.

This is an important drill. Because when more life-threatening “bugs” hit our atmosphere as our climate changes, and our permafrost melts by billions of gallons of water at a time — we’ll need to know how to share.

And moreover, we’ll need to remember how to CARE. That’s how we’ll stay alive.

You are part of the NEW GREATEST GENERATION. Step up, step into it. We’ve got this, America.

And we’ve got this, world.


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Forget Coronavirus — Apathy is the most deadly disease in America, claiming most victims

We don’t all experience having cancer. Yet many people do.

Sometimes the folks who have cancer look just like you and me. They look healthy on the outside, with rose cheeks, hiking the mountains. We see them on their good days, smiling, yet when we hear that they have cancer, our hearts sink.

When we hear they have bad days, we extend them compassion. We believe them when they tell us that this is a good day, and other days they can’t get out of bed.

We hear them. And our hearts break for them. And we immediately give them a piece of our heart, through our eyes, and perhaps we even say a silent prayer that God will step in and alleviate their suffering.

We believe people when they tell us that they suffer with cancer. We don’t believe that having cancer is a myth, a made-up condition for attention, because we see the horrifying effects of such a powerful illness play itself out in people’s lives. We hear clinics and doctors talk about the severity of the illness. We believe them, as well.

I don’t have to personally experience cancer to know that it is real. To know that people with this illness can suffer. To know that the disease can cause pain to an individual — mentally, physically, and emotionally.

So why is it that when someone else brings certain sufferings to the American table, we choose to pretend they are not real, simply because we, ourselves, have not experienced them?

Why is it that when we are faced with certain realities, certain situations, our same compassion that extends a hug or touch to someone with cancer turns then to a heart of stone, set in a wall of disbelief, angled at someone who may be suffering from something that we may not have personally experienced?

Horrors like racism, sexism, and domestic abuse, conditions like mental illness and addiction — these ailments appear to be empathy-conditional. These ailments appear not to be believed when people express pain from experiencing them.

How is it that we can pick and choose our compassion?

A common untruth in America today is that racism is “dead”. I find this perspective to be propagated by Caucasian people who have never left predominantly Caucasian-populated states, in order to live. Since they live around many white people, and they themselves may not consider themselves racist, they deem racism as a myth, simply because they have not seen it, nor experienced it.

Why would they experience racism? They’re white people in white states surrounded by white culture. It’s never happened to them. So they don’t believe it exists. Or worse, they believe it’s an attention-seeking battlecry from a minority population who is out to quarantine jobs by playing the “race card”, rather than realizing that sometimes, jobs are often withheld from people of color — simply because they are different than the white person hiring them.

The same conditional empathy exists around sexism. I’ve noted that the largest population to insist that sexism is not real is, ironically, women over the age of 45. This is often the case because women, especially in the GenX and above demographic, are born into the role of making less money, being blown-off and marginalized for their intelligence in the workplace, and this lesser-than-existence is an everyday occurrence for many women. Therefore it does not seem like imbalance or a double standard. It’s simply “life”.

Ironically, women of color notice workplace injustices faster than their Caucasian counterparts simply because they are familiar with the pattern of being dismissed. Caucasian women do carry with them the white privilege of at least partially being seen by the world.

These are all real issues in the United States. Yet there will be those who argue, with false statistics in hand, that sexism is not real. That racism is not real. That anti-LGBTQ behavior is not real.

They will argue simply because they themselves have not experienced it.

Yet these same individuals will often happily bring a casserole to a healthy looking person of any color, who suffers with cancer.

People believe that physical pain is real even if they haven’t experienced the exact physical pain, because they’ve been in some sort of physical pain before, and can therefore relate to the pain. Perhaps people have a fear of an untimely death, and can relate with the fear of dying early from a disease. These are relatable human experiences.

Yet to dismiss another’s struggle simply because one has not experienced it themselves is to lack empathy.

To question a person of color who insists that their life in America is not the same as a Caucasian person’s life is a flag that the person questioning either cannot handle the truth that in America, we treat people with differing skin colors differently overall, or worse, perhaps the person doing the questioning is so overburdened with their own issues in their life, they simply don’t have the emotional energy leftover to empathize with another.

Once emotionally overburdened, the person who doesn’t feel a need to enact empathy for another then feels bitter that perhaps their wounds are not being tended to, either. So why should they make room for anyone else’s pain? And if they do make room — does that mean they must evaluate heir own situation as well?

We pick and choose what we believe based upon the bandwidth we personally have, emotionally, to process our own emotional pitfalls. Interestingly, I’ve noted that the most harshly judgmental humans I’ve run into in the USA, when it comes to empathizing with race, gender, or sexual identity issues — happen to be Caucasian women.

Perhaps that’s simply because I live in the white state of Montana and being a Caucasian female, I’m surrounded by predominantly Caucasian females. Yet my female indigenous nation friends seem to carry a greater sense of empathy, day to day, for those who suffer with issues they personally cannot relate with.

I’m making the assumption that because many of my Native American friends have struggled with the rough tremors of reservation life, and the subsequent cycles of human and cultural erasure inflicted upon their generations, that they have the bandwidth to understand another’s struggle.

As do my LGBTQ friends.

As do my Latin friends.

As do my African American friends.

As do my friends who suffer through bouts with mental illness.

Our ability in America to dismiss someone else’s struggle just because we’ve not felt it ourselves is the very definition of a lack of empathy, and a defining factor in “white privilege”.

Caucasian society and its addiction to shame has a fascinating way of simply sweeping an unsightly issue under the rug, and continue on to our Super Bowls and our margaritas. When this same turn-key Caucasian society is inconvenienced with facts, such as racism, sexism, and gender issues, we do what we’ve done for generations: create new yet false facts that match our sweep-under-the-rug narrative, and pass those false facts around as truths.

If the overarching society does not buy those false truths, we then bully and ostracize individuals until they worship at the altar of skewed perspective. We may add in the Bible or a draped American flag for effect.

And if the stubborn truths attempt to surface amidst the skewed perspective, we are told by those who are propagating the skewed perspective that they feel their freedom of speech has been infringed upon.

If still the skewed facts cannot be backed up — it’s all a conspiracy, to silence the skewed facts.

The propagators of the skewed facts then submit themselves as the victims in the scenario, for simply being called out on erroneous information.

It’s the greatest marketing scam of all time.

Case in point, the mayor in my hometown of Billings, Montana, is a Caucasian heterosexual male. When the city council convened in early 2020 to decide if the city would consider adopting a non-discrimination ordinance that would protect LGBTQ people, the mayor, Bill Cole, stated amongst other things that the council was “too busy” with other more pressing city business and that he personally didn’t “have the bandwidth” to deal with such a complex issue as forming proper language for an NDO that would work for everyone in the city.

Six other members of the council agreed, and the motion to institute an NDO in Billings, Montana failed. It failed in 2014, and failed again in 2020. It failed even though there was an hour of dozens upon dozens of first-hand testimony from LGBTQ members of the community recounting discrimination, firings, physical abuse in the streets, having to move from residences due to their partner choices — yet the empathy of the majority of the council was not inspired.

It simply wasn’t there, even though a few council members acknowledged that discrimination was wrong and the nebulous “something” had to be done about it.

Yet not on their watch, their docket, or their time.

In fact, one heterosexual woman even got up to speak against an NDO being instituted in Billings, commenting that she was straight, had gay neighbors, and that she didn’t care that they were gay. She recounted a story of all the other heterosexual neighbors loving the gay neighbors. She went on to say that she has never seen any LGBTQ residents discriminated against in Billings. So, since this heterosexual woman has never witnessed anyone being discriminated against, her comment was that discrimination against the LGBTQ community did not exist in Billings, Montana. Therefore, an NDO was unnecessary.

This seemed to be the shared opinion of seven heterosexual members of the Billings city council, that since they’ve personally never experienced discrimination, or witnessed it in action, that the multi-dozens of people bringing their stories forward on record must be incorrect about their own experience.

That even though these LGBTQ people and allies went on public record for an hour to recount a need for an NDO — some stories quite hair-raising — it didn’t matter. Because these seven people could not feel the urgency of the situation.

What they appeared to feel is the potential of certain constituents in their wards, disapproving of their action to support discussion of an NDO.

Six of the seven council members who did not feel any urgency to address the safety needs of their LGBTQ constituents were heterosexual white males over 50. One was a heterosexual white female over 50.

Two of them identified as Christian.

The mayor of Billings even went on record saying that he found it odd that the people in the LGBTQ community who were coming forward with their stories of being fired, beaten up, and discriminated against, did not seem to give any consideration at all to how an NDO would affect all the people of faith in Billings.

In order to substantiate his narrative that an NDO was not necessary, the mayor framed up the Christian heterosexual majority of Billings, Montana to be a potentially victimized minority.

Never mind actually dealing with the folks who had truly been victimized in his community.

Again, skewing the facts and skewing the perspective are part of creating the false narratives that support our lack of empathy and our emotional unwillingness as Americans to help others who may differ from ourselves.

Our fear of being seen by our peers as “different” is far more terrifying to we Americans than losing our souls to apathy.

We have truly become a veneer society. Yet the veneer is peeling, and this is terrifying to millions.

Here is an uncomfortable fact, a truth that often inspires severe reactions from especially Caucasian peoples in the Unites States of America. It’s my belief that this severe reaction comes from a deep inner condemning sense of guilt, a knowing was that this truth may apply to each one of us, on some level:

Emotional laziness and apathy are the cancer that infect the very fabric of the American body. Until we, as an American society, are willing to believe that we have an illness in our very bones, an illness that many can’t see or don’t experience, yet like a cancer, is silently sneaking unfelt through every organ of our Republic; an illness that is slowly killing us; until we believe this diagnosis, and take steps to cure these ills — denial, apathy, bitterness, anger, hubris, entitlement, privilege — we will continue to rot from the inside out.

No one cheats death. Not even a Superpower called America.

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It’s not your imagination. These are hard times.

These times we are in – they are hard. They are hard on everyone, even those who are not registering these times as being hard. Why? Because every human being is connected. And as one suffers, the rest suffer on some level as well. It is the nature of our interconnected species.

Conversely, as one of us celebrates, we all celebrate. Yet now, the times are hard.

The collective is crying out. The quantum field is vibrating with the need for all of us to evolve, to move upward, to become something we’ve never been before:

Present and willing, in our compassion for ourselves and others.

People are shutting down in ways that I’ve never seen them shut down before. That’s saying a lot, considering my job is to sample the energy fields of human beings. This assessment of “hard times” is not a measure of bad attitudes. It’s not even a measure of where one puts their focus. It’s a measure of what’s in the ethers, the air, the vibrations in the sidewalk.

It’s a measure of collective growth, evolution, and the resistance to growth and evolution. People are genuinely scared and worn out right now. And they can’t exactly put their finger on why.

This is not simply a statement on the United States; this rattling of the quantum ethers grabs our Mother Planet and shakes down every square inch of her rocks, her trees, her air. It’s not simply a “bad vibe” or a “political hiccup”. What’s happening across the world, right now, across the hearts of many people, right now, is something categorically different than anything humanity has experienced to date.

How can I make such a claim, when I, myself, have lived only 50 years on this planet? I can make this claim based upon not only the whispers of angels in my ear, day after day, confirming it is so, and why it is so — yet I can also make this claim based on some general facts.

Consider that the earth has nearly 8 billion people upon it. There have never been this many people on the earth. And the people on the earth have never been this connected. And we’ve never had Ai systems creating micro-universes in which we operate, and develop skewed perspectives, based upon the algorithms of our search habits.

We have billions of people operating in differing universes; differing versions of the news, differing echo chambers of existence, each claiming its own truth. We have billions of people who are human, the Empathic Species, blue-toothing together in the Universe to share this feeling of oversaturation, over-stimulation.

This “billions” number is new, to our time frame. Our 5G cell tower millimeter radiation is new. Facebook and Instagram and Twitter are new. This version of earth, of society, has never been done before. So pat yourself on the back for participating in a new phase of human development.

We are in a new paradigm of feeling, of world weight, of world joy and world agony. And we can’t escape the sheer numbers of us placing emotionality into the quantum realm, like billions of smokestacks belching energy upward. Neither can we escape the nearly 40,000 satellites that Elon Musk wishes to launch into our atmosphere to create a literal grid in space around the world – so that every person on every corner of the planet has “access to the internet”. (At least that’s what the press release says. I think that’ll go over easier than “the military will lease and co-opt the network”.)

We are interconnected in a way that is overwhelming in many ways. This is real. It’s not metaphysics. It’s not an attitude. It’s not a perception. It is physics, and the weight of these physics is occurring and felt in our everyday lives.

The angelic realm regularly tells me that those of us living on the earth today are the third version of humanity – OS3. Apparently, we’ve been nearly wiped out completely two other times, and we just keep coming back, like the snapback of a super ball. Or a cockroach, depending on your perspective.

As the third re-boot of humanity, we’ve learned quite a bit, like how how to stay alive, how to build shelters that almost withstand mother nature, how to not only feed ourselves yet eat up our rain forests in attempting to feed the world beef – yes, Humanity OS3 is a real upgrade. For humans. Not as much so for the planet. And really –

— not as much for humanity, either.

I’ve felt a heaviness I’ve never felt in my life, this past month of January 2020. Granted, we’ve slid into 2020’s Year of Evolution, and in this year, many parts of the Old World (which have hung on simply because all living things have an impulse to stay alive) are in the process of truly dissolving before our eyes.

Yet the heaviness in my chest, my solar plexus, the pressure in my third eye and crown chakra – that’s “the head” for all those less metaphysical folks out there – is brand-spanking new to me. It is as if the entire ether structure around the planet is contracting, squeezing out of me every last bit of illusion I was storing up for a rainy day.

And there is pain in giving away our own version of reality – the version that keeps us safe at night in our own mind.

In this oppressive squeeze that I’ve been experiencing, I’ve been diligent in observing what I feel is happening within me, because I am made up of the same compounds of billions of other people. So my body is going to be reacting as others’ bodies would. If I’m feeling like a ten-ton weight is crushing the joy out of my soul – it may be that others are experiencing the same thing.

I’m a true believer than my personal pain isn’t all that unique.

Again, this is all a bit new for me, as I am humanity’s greatest cheerleader, and though I’m human and can have a good bout of the blues sometimes – this is different.

This is a death. A grieving. An acknowledgment of an end. Not only of a system, a way of being, a something-bigger-than-I-can-yet-comprehend, yet also the death of illusion.

Illusion is something that keeps human beings alive, especially in America. In fact, we are addicted to illusion in America. We must believe that our country is the greatest on the planet, or our sense of safety is threatened. We must believe that there is one answer in one person ruling one aspect of a country, instead of recognizing that we all share the answer through our individual actions. We must believe that our god is the only true God, otherwise we are faithless. We must believe that we have a retirement account and that our money is safe, instead of recognizing that “money” isn’t even real anymore, considering it’s all binary on a server at a bank somewhere.

America is addicted to its illusions, like pharma can cure anything, the doctor is always right, radiation is the only thing that staves off cancer, sugar is no big deal, climate change isn’t happening, our government is for the people by the people, our listless marriages are fabulous, our jobs we can’t stand are for the best in terms of our mystical IRA account and the magical binary that pays our bills – yes, illusions run this country.

Really, illusions run the entirety of the Old World.

I’ve had my own illusions in my life, giant bubbles snapping sharply across my eyelids as they’ve been popped by the reality of any given situation. And in this ether-squeezing time frame, I’m asked to confront the illusions in myself that I build my life upon, just to stay alive, and upright, and confident.

One illusion being that I can handle and brush off the weight of the world in these collapsing ethers. That’s just not true. Yet the Old World version of me, the version that could be easily shamed for not being perfect, quakes in fear under the recognition that this time, the energy is just too big. And it must be shared. So my illusion of being impervious is shot right in the heart, and it drops to the ground in a pile of countless other illusions I’ve held in place, believing they’ll keep me safe. The weight of this time frame is their executioner.

Again, in all of this, there’s a grieving. A loss for the illusion of what I thought I once was, of what it all once was. Yet there’s also growth. Because what doesn’t evolve – dies. And 2020 is definitely the Year of Evolution. So get onboard, or become history.

2020 started off with a bang, considering major planets in astrology like Saturn and Jupiter and Pluto (the teaching drill sergeant, the new beginning master, and the ruler of money and hidden power within) all emerged in Capricorn. Capricorn isn’t the sleekest, sexiest sign in the zodiac, like Scorpio or Leo, yet it’s the hardest working and most efficient at crossing all the T’s and dotting all the I’s. Capricorn is the steel workhorse, the one-step-at-a-time-is-a-win sign. It’s the sign that abhors people breaking rules to better themselves at the expense of others. It’s the sign that will take it in the shorts as long as someone else can shine. And it takes pride in its diligent, hard work.

This year stepped off the cliff to plummet into evolution through the lens of this Capricorn workhorse, no corner to be cut. Only grit, blood, sweat and tears, to come out the other side better, perfectly balanced, and with all the details handled. An emotionally clean leger sheet.

Which gets rough when you look at a country like America that values its illusion above all things.

We are being asked by this etheric compression, this vice-grip of what-is Vs. what-we-wish-it-was, to look inside of ourselves and balance our emotional budget on how we spend our energies.

Who did you think you were, as opposed to what’s being squeezed out of you at this time? Are you more fragile now, more vulnerable? Are you also more wise, more compassionate, and less apt to fight? Is it because you’re exhausted, or because you’ve recognized that in this collective etheric buckle, we have bigger fish to fry than our opinion versus another’s opinion?

I have found that in this odd crushing period, many of the issues that caught my attention previously have fallen to the wayside. My attention is drawn to how to live off grid. How to purify water easily.  How to grow food and minimize my expenses. How to share, how to love, how to reach out, how to have true and honest connections with those who also feel as though they are being crushed.

For it is on our connection that great strength resides. This is what the angels tell me, day in and day out.

Yet it’s hard to connect when you’re feeling as though you’re on the bottom of the boot of a giant that’s learning The Twist. I have a great deal of empathy for those who suffer with depression symptoms, as I’m guessing it must feel similar to this strange, heavy numbing feeling. I’m blessed to be a person who does not suffer through issues with depression, thus my deep curiosity in how this time frame is affecting me. Or, how I am affecting this time frame. For we are all connected.

Perhaps I am simply growing. And that’s what I have observed is happening. Yet it’s rough.

One of the greatest ear markers of 2020 is a change in our DNA. Many labor under the illusion that our DNA never changes. That’s not true. Our DNA is designed to adapt and change depending on many factors, including stress, nutrition, and environment. Considering all of those factors are at chaotic play in the modern world, we are literally morphing in our own skin every day.

Only the first two rungs of our DNA deals with the physical body. The remaining 10 below have been considered “dormant” by science. If you work in my field, however, you recognize that the dormant DNA isn’t dormant at all, yet unlike it’s top two rungs which utilize chemical cues to speak to the body, the lower rungs use vibrational cues.

So instead of the body sending in RNA protein translators to talk to the lower DNA rungs, the body is awaiting vibrational cues to open up those lower DNA rungs. I’ve been teaching on this concept for years, and just last year I read an article where science has now finally figured out that those lower rungs aren’t dormant. They just respond to frequency. Imagine.

So let’s put this in perspective: We have a majority of our DNA rungs that respond to frequency. Our world is now full of high frequency millimeter radiation (5G), EMF saturation (cell phones and anything electronic), VLF (very low frequency) arrays underground used by the military, and now – thank you Elon – 250 new satellites as of October 2019 that will be working it’s way up to 40,000 in the next year or two to come. All transmitting. All vibrating.

So. What if this crushing feeling that many of us are experiencing is the evolution of the human species? What if, in Creation’s infinite wisdom, It has built into our design the ability to withstand the unrelenting micro-pressures of these modern wavelengths? And what if, when this lower-rung DNA is triggered by the vibrations of 40,000 nattering satellites, or block after block of 5G towers every 100 yards, the body is given a cue?

What if that cue is to open up our (psychic) gift of Empathy, to feel one another? To reach out to one another? To remind us that we are human in this dehumanizing time frame? And what if, in this gift of Empathy, we are able to feel one another, on a global scale that has yet to have been experienced?

What if we are supposed to feel each other, as a survival mechanism? (Because it’s much tougher to marginalize or kill people when we can feel them.)

What if this oppressive, heavy, crushing suffocating and numbing ether – is ALL OF US, coming online at one time, all feeling alone, and isolated? Realizing that we don’t have a damn clue how to handle the dissolving of the illusion of being alone, an illusion that has driven religion for thousands of years?

Because in the depths of my own well in these times, beneath the crushing weight of these ethers and my own wish to retreat from this feeling, even my own lack of recognizing who I am some days — this enormous connection is what I observe is occurring, as people begin to feel a grief they’ve not felt before. I believe it is the grief of the illusion of SELF dying away, the Old World 20th century champion of nothing, bragging about its martyred state of existence and blustering out the door – to be replaced with what?

Who are we, if we are not our lonely isolation?

Who are we, if we are not in pain, by ourselves?

Who are we, if we aren’t suffering in silence?

Who are we, if our anger is replaced by connection?

Are we still strong, if we are heard, if we are felt, if we don’t have to be alone anymore?

Are we still human if we actually become more excited about the well-being of another, over the well-being of ourselves?

Are we safe, to tell the truth? That we genuinely, unabashedly need one another?

I am telling the truth. I need my fellow humans. I need the plants, and the world, and the trees, and the oceans and the fish. I don’t need “stuff”. I need experiences, sharing, love, music, laughter, intimacy. I need to have compassion for myself in my own evolution, as these angels hold me in compassion and look at me with this expression of kindness yet not understanding why this transition is so hard for the world — because they aren’t human. I need to have the same compassion for my fellow humans who are all going through their own versions of grief, even if they aren’t aware of it.

Because we are all we have.

This is what I observe the vibrational DNA cue to be teaching us all. That we do, actually,  feel one another. And right now, most people feel heavy, and weighted, and crushed, and alone. The feeling is lonely and heavy because we haven’t yet reached out to one another consciously. Yet once we do?

Once we do.

That is where our true power as a species lies.

The heaviness, and the crushing, and the weighted illusion of separation will fall away to waves of love, waves of joy, waves of relief, waves of understanding, waves of compassion. We will wake up feeling inspired rather than isolated.

We will evolve together, or not at all.

So in this time frame that is hard, know that we are all online. And it’s each one of our responsibility to put into the billion-person channel a little light. Perhaps we volunteer in our community, or babysit for a dear friend so they can have a date night. Perhaps we take a walk in nature and sit on a rock and thank Creation for a sunset. Take a salt bath and listen to music. Calm your heartbeat. Bake bread and invite a friend to smear butter all over it while it’s hot out of the oven. Read by candlelight rather than a smart phone. Text a friend that you love them.

Do something brilliant, and small. Because with almost 8 billion smalls happening, we have one great big light in the world – us.

And that is our evolution. That is the second coming of the Christ energy. We are the conduits for that connection. Eight billion-smalls is the love that will save the world. This shared heaviness we feel now is the heaviness of our neighbor, times billions. We are casting off the illusions of the Old World. The illusions of “alone” and “separate”.

Our social media is our first step in manifesting global connection. We are the next step. Let’s share our small brightness in the physical world. Let’s accept our role in the evolution of humanity. And shine small, my friend.

Because small is the new huge.

It’s no longer just on your shoulders. Or my shoulders. Or the world leaders’ shoulders. It’s the same weight, distributed in small pieces, billions of times over. Shine just the smallest bit, every day. And that’s what we’ll share, in this new empathically-connected world. Not this crushing heaviness. Yet the bright, the lovely, the warm.

The rest will take care of itself.

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An urgent 2020 tough-love note from the Universe

Here is an urgent 2020 tough-love note from the Universe that woke me out of a dead sleep at 1:47am —

LET GO OF DEMONIZING OTHERS in order to justify your own choices.

2020 is going to be a hard year for people who live in the past, or people who have an ax to grind. Because that ax will end up squarely in the back of the one who’s swinging it. That’s not my prediction. It’s the accountability Capricorn energies of 2020.

I’m watching people lash out for no reason, or overreact when embarrassed.

I’m watching people struggling with this Capricorn-Saturn energy and losing the battle with their own long-standing illusions of grandeur; their own BS.

I’m watching people fall on the sword of their own hubris, spilling their own emotional blood to save their own egos in the moment.

I’m watching some pretty tragic behavior that could easily be avoided by folks “letting it go”, talking it out, or just plain moving on.

And, I’m watching others work out their own frustrations by getting sucked into other people’s “stuff” like tipping over the edge of a whirlpool, only to get drawn down to the depths of someone else’s negativity, ax grinding, and chaos.

People are projecting and demonizing up a storm so that they don’t have to do the heavy lifting when looking at their own participation in the failure of their relationships, systems, health, money, or opportunities. This behavior defies the detail-oriented Saturn in Capricorn energy that demands that we all clean up our own corners of the universe, one small, accountable detail at a time.

As example, I have several friends whose exes have suddenly, out of the blue, gone crazy in attempting to defame them, even though they broke up years ago. A former employee of my wife’s, who quit a long time ago, launches attacks at my wife’s business publicly and privately and encourages others to do so. Under the Saturn-Pluto-Capricorn energies, the aforementioned person will likely get their new employer sued for a myriad of completely differing reasons, yet that’s the hazard of hiring (then turning a blind eye to) people who pretend to be something they’re not; something that our current Saturn-Capricorn alignment, which will last all of 2020, has absolutely no tolerance for.

The bigger issue is the dramas and the anger and the projection that will absolutely *sink* the lives, careers, and relationships of people on 2020, should folks entertain them.

Devastating and unnecessary casualties.

Yet people will, literally, tempt fate, thinking that accountability just can’t reach them. Why? Perhaps they’ve had “fixers” in the past — people who have made excuses for them and enabled rotten behavior, or people who could always foot the bill to bail them out of legal or uncomfortable situations.

Because what people who are in utter denial about their own hubris have coming for them — is a massive lesson in accountability. It will be inescapable; a heartbreaking and terrifying experience.

If folks choose not to let go of their demonizing, blaming, raging, displacing — all things we do so we don’t have to deal with our own stuff — 2020 will be a shattering experience of their mirror breaking apart. Every frailty will be exposed. Every fear they’ve ever had will be flaid out onto the public table for all to see, naked before the eyes of the world.

Yeah. It’ll be that intense, if we run from our crap and blame everybody else for it. It’ll be worse for those that rally negativity against another. (This is NOT the year to be a pot-stirrer.)

And for those who live in an echo chamber of how “fabulous” or untouchable or unaccountable they are, or worse, how “wronged” they are (the narcissistic martyr) — 2020 is going to be a brutal lesson in face-planting into their own jagged pit of illusion.

I’m not kidding. It’s gonna be a real nose-breaker.

Because that’s what apparently is necessary for some folks, to snap them out of being high on their own press, their own illusions.

Why is the Universe being such a butt-kicker right now? Because some of us are just *not* getting the memo that it’s time to simply shine. That we have a limited time to come out of our own personal tantrums and fear, in order to shake off that drama distraction, and step into our amazing gifts and personal super-powers — so that we can TRULY be the person people can trust, people can count on, and we, ourselves, can *actually* respect when we look into the mirror.

Basically, we can’t evolve if we’re acting like self-indulgent little A-holes and blaming everyone for our inability to pull our heads from our butts. We’ve used up our “get out of jail free” cards in this area, humanity. It’s time to be grown-ups and get over ourselves and heal the world. Time to stop blaming, bullying, gossiping, deflecting, projecting, stalking, obsessing, snarking, playing the victim, attention-seeking, and attacking.

Move. On.

Otherwise — 2020’s going to be a looooong year.

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InPsightRadio Ep. 64 – “What Is Bigfoot?”

Episode 64 of inPsight Radio with Danielle Egnew: Danielle goes full-tilt crypotzoological to bring details to light about the bigfoot phenomenon: What is Bigfoot? How does it travel? Why does it appear? Where is it located most in the world? What does it want? Is it a dangerous animal? Why can no one ever find Sasquatch or it’s high mountain cousin, the Yeti? This and more! Tune in and receive today’s best inPsight!    

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“Choices: There Are Only Good Days”

Episode 63 of inPsight Radio with Danielle Egnew: Danielle gets raw with what’s going on in the world — money, climate, UFO’s, HAARP, the DNC, the RNC, corporations, the government: What does it all mean? Has the earth and our economy tipped too far over the edge? How can one person make a difference? With so much transitional change upon us, how can we help save a world that is literally burning up? Is there an answer?Tune in and receive today’s best inPsight!      

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