Reflections On Reversing the Horrors of 9.11 and Other Tragedies…

“May all beings everywhere, on all planes of existence, known and unknown, be happy, be peaceful, be free from suffering.”—Loving kindness meditation by Steven V. Smith

In reflecting on the 20th anniversary of 9.11, just like those of us who were alive the day JFK was shot, I know we all remember exactly where we were and how we got the news of the twin towers going down, killing 3000 and injuring 10,000, including first responders; the American Airlines hijacked plane, which crashed into the Pentagon taking out 125 military and civilians and 45 passengers on the aircraft; and a fourth plane which was diverted from its target by brave passengers and flight attendants who created an insurrection, sacrificing themselves to make certain the enemy’s target was not reached. All 45 aboard were killed when the plane crashed into an open field in Philadelphia.

On November 22, 1963, when JFK was assassinated, I was in Mrs. Griffith’s 8th grade geography class. Even Mrs. Griffith, who was an unusually sour human, seemed to soften up that day as she attempted to support our young minds in processing the unconscionable horror that had just occurred. Disasters can bring sharply into focus what really matters in our human family. Even Mrs. Griffith created some unifying moments that day.

I was born five years after WWII ended, narrowly missing the atrocities created by that war, though have lived through the Cold War (1945-1991), Korean War (1950-1953), Vietnamese War (1955-1975), and now, the war in Afghanistan from October 7, 2001-August 30, 2021. As I am certain you know, because of American forces pulling out, The Taliban, once toppled by U.S. led forces, have quickly surged back to power—with perhaps hundreds of Americans still stranded in an entire country held hostage by tribal heathens—it seems utterly reprehensible that this could have happened. The primal monsters (the Taliban), who are now seemingly in charge again in Afghanistan, attempted to murder Malala Yousafzai in October of 2012, because of her advocacy for women’s education in Pakistan. What do you suppose is becoming of women now in Afghanistan, not to mention anyone else whom the ruthless Taliban deem to be in the way of their agenda? The London Times recently reported: “Taliban fighters have shot dead an Afghan folk singer after they outlawed music and women’s voices on television and radio in the bellwether province of Kandahar, laying the ground for a nationwide ban in an echo of the brutal Islamist regime of 20 years ago.” We can only imagine future horrors with these beasts having come back into power. I highly recommend The Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseni Afghan/American author, to give you some insights on how the Taliban operate. I believe these books should be required reading for every American.

And, of course, while our dedicated service people were working tirelessly to help extricate those at risk for being left behind, thirteen of our most courageous marines were killed in cold blood in a suicide bombing at the airport in Kabul: Darin T. Hoover, 31, Johanny Rosario Pichardo, 25, Nicole L. gee, 23, Hunter Lopez, 22, Daegan W. Page, 23,Humberto A. Sanchez, 22, David L. Espinoza, 20, Jared M. Schjnitz, 20, Rylee, J. McCollum, 20, Dylan R. Merola, 20, Kareem M. Nikoui, 20, Maxton W. Soviak, 22,Ryan c. Knauss, 23. The average age of these heroes was 22.5.

As you know, the Taliban are not the only terrorists occupying the planet. Among others, Communist China has been accused of committing crimes against humanity, possibly including genocide against the Uyghur population and other mostly Muslim ethnic groups, as well as those who follow Falun Gong—a spiritual practice based on Buddhist and Dao principles. (I wrote about those being persecuted who follow Falun Gong in an earlier article.)

A few days ago, President Biden announced that businesses in America with 100 or more employees (despite earlier claims that it would never happen), would need to require their workers to either be vaccinated or submit to testing once a week. It would appear that the very government, created by and for the people in 1776 with liberty and justice for all, has decided to overrule that promise with such a demand, among others.

A woman visiting my little alpine village and wanting to attend a music festival went to a local facility to be tested for Covid so she could prove a negative result in order to attend the various concerts. She was refused by the facilities owner, apparently due to her political beliefs and her choice to not be vaccinated until more data has been collected about the effects of the injections.

I have a book coming out soon, Self Belonging, already launched previously, though upgraded with this latest version. The purpose of the material is multifaceted, but one of the main focuses has to do with cultivating everything that will catapult us both individually and collectively into a desperately needed human upgrade.

When launching this material 20 years ago which I started while researching my first book just previous to the 9.11. disaster, I never could have imagined the crescendo of divisiveness in our humanity which we have now reached. All I knew back then, was that I was inspired to pursue the goal of participating in helping to shift humanity toward an improved way of operating, embodying the principals that the masters, who preceded us came here to teach us—loving kindness, compassion, and tolerance for our fellow humans.

“And now, these three remain: Faith, hope, and love, but the greatest of these is love.” 1st Corinthians 13:13

I have faith and hope that we can transcend all that ails us, though in order to do so, tremendous momentum may be required for those of us, who believe it can happen. Let’s let love be our constant companion and guide as we go forward making our contributions.

Believing in you!



September 13, 2021

Toward a Psychology of Goodness

“…Evil is that force, residing either inside or outside of human beings that seeks to kill life or liveliness and goodness is its opposite. Goodness is that which promotes life and liveliness.”—M. Scott Peck, People of the Lie

My dear friends and family,

In his epic book, People of the Lie, the legendary Scott Peck discusses the psychology of evil and his hope for healing it. After a recent experience I had in being labeled myself, I’ve been inspired to flip the title of one of his chapters, Toward a Psychology of Evil, and take a look at the goodness side of things, instead.

We have discussed these pivotal times previously, and the wide crevasse that seems to be broadening across the world due to various positions on this or that—political or otherwise. I recently had a jarring personal experience with that divisiveness, which shocked me to the core.

I’ve led a variety of groups over the years, among which was one I called Conscious Conversations. I continue to miss connecting with many of the folks who were regulars. That group disbanded a few years ago after it had run its course, though I’ve kept up with many of the members, one of whom I considered to be a dear friend. She joined our meetings shortly after she moved here, now nearly 15 years ago, and all of us extended ourselves to make her feel welcome.

She stopped returning my calls a number of months ago. The last time I reached out to her, I inquired if I’d done something to offend her, baffled by her radio silence. No response. I’d been ghosted. That was nearly six months ago. When I happened to run into her at the summer Farmer’s Market, I once again asked, “Have I done something to offend you?” “Yes,” she responded coldly. “When you told me who you were voting for (a mistake I will not be inclined to make again), I put you in his category. He is evil and anyone who voted for him is evil too.”

Now then, this is a woman, who (by her report) has been a spiritual querent for much of her life, including a longtime student of The Course in Miracles which, for those of you who aren’t acquainted with the material, is all about forgiveness and tolerance. Furthermore, she considers herself to be a guide for others, and is paid handsomely for it.
I have to say, following this experience I have felt more distress about the state of things, although steady in my faith. I know there is a way through all of this craziness.

Rather than wallow in any woefulness triggered by another, don’t we have to forge ahead and count our blessings? Here’s one: On the very same day as the unfortunate encounter described above, I had an experience with someone that was all about “life and liveliness.” While walking up the mountain a couple of days ago on a hike I do routinely, I developed something akin to altitude sickness, which I have never had in my 20 years of living at 8000 feet above see level. Somehow, I made it home (by the grace of God). Just before arriving, I ran into my neighbor—a doctor with whom I am only barely acquainted. Without hesitation, he dropped everything to examine me, following up later in the day and the next morning.

There is goodness everywhere, happening all the time in a multitude of ways. In my opinion, all we really have to do to overcome this “evil spell” that seems to have been casting a shadow on human nature for few thousand years, is to notice goodness when it occurs, and then pay it forward. You in?

Yah. That’s what I’m talkin about.

Believing in you…


PS. I am over the moon excited to announce that the latest version of Self Belonging will be published before summer’s end, together with a handbook, to accompany the material. Stay tuned for updates! My work is all about emphasizing a manifesto on the Psychology of Goodness. Thank you for being a part of our tribe!

Owning Our Core Independence

As we approach the fourth of July and all the day represents, I was inspired to re-read the Declaration of Independence. This incredible document was fought for and brilliantly designed by brave and brilliant souls, who risked their lives so that each and every one of us would have the freedom to pursue happiness on the path of our choosing. I hope you’re inspired to read it this weekend as a tribute to our enlightened ancestors.

As these courageous ones stated, a government that should attempt any form of power and control over us and those inalienable rights of ours must be overthrown. And since, at the moment, we are the most advanced nation on Earth (despite the obvious shenanigans by some), isn’t it our moral imperative to be hypervigilant and alert to any plots by those who may be more interested in stripping us of our Constitutional rights than upholding them? Isn’t it our civic duty to protect ourselves, together with innocents elsewhere who are being persecuted and denied the freedoms that every human on this planet should enjoy?

I recently read a disturbing article in the Epoch Times published in June, 2021. (In my view we must peruse various publications with differing positions in order to sort out the truth and expose what’s really going on in the world). According to this piece, Brutal Persecution of Falun Gong Continues in China, by Shi Ming, the Chinese Communist party launched a systematic elimination campaign in 1999 against those who participate in the spiritual practice of Falun Gong, which persists to the present time. The practice includes meditation and moral teachings that propagate compassion and tolerance. The following is an example of the savagery and torture that is being perpetrated on Falun Gong practitioners, apparently documented in reports that Ming uncovered:

Li Shunjiang, an engineer in Qiqihar in northeastern China’s Heilongjiang Provence, died in his early 50’s on May 20. He had been imprisoned twice since 2001 and spent a total of twelve years incarcerated, where he was tortured by prison guards. As a result, he suffered severe plural effusion with excessive fluid buildup in his lungs and chest cavity. He died after his release in poor condition, while caring for his wife and mother in law, who were in dire states after being persecuted—his wife had become mentally ill after three years in prison, and his mother in law was paralyzed and bedridden after four years in prison.

What has caused the human race to deteriorate to the degree that these merciless acts could be happening even as I write these words? Some theorists believe that approximately 10,000 years ago, following a time of peace and tranquility, that the earth and its inhabitants suffered some sort of physical catastrophe, hurling us back into survival mode where we are at repeated risk for intolerance and hatred rather than compassion and love. It would appear that remnants of that way of operating have persisted to the present.

By some act of amazing serendipity, while re-visiting a journal entry I wrote during a retreat in India 15 years ago, I found I’d made note of a book recommended by another participant. I am currently immersed in this fascinating read. For me the late author, Joseph Chilton Pearce, through his breakthrough work The Biology of Transcendence, weaves together many of my own findings on the connection between science and spirituality—and how understanding the combination of both can serve to strengthen the parts of our anatomy that are pre-wired for catapulting us into more optimal ways of operating.

In a key section of the book titled, The Great Accusation, Pearce notes:

“Civilizations that experienced no warfare—and so, possibly no violence—may have existed some ten thousand or so years ago. Consider the Harapi, an apparently advanced and civilized people whose cities and towns stretched from the Ural Mountains to present-day India long before the Egyptian and Middle East civilizations appeared. Excavations show that these orderly communities used common dimensions and weights and brick of the same dimension and laid out cities on the same symmetrical ground plan. In addition, they all had running water, underground sewage, and a form of common food storage. And as far as can be determined, they had no weaponry of any kind, and throughout the whole vax complex
there are no signs of warfare have occurred. I am told that recent excavations in China have unearthed statuary, apparently of ancient sages, that depict individuals with extraordinarily pronounced prefrontal lobes, a phenomenon that probably can take place only in a prolonged era of peace and tranquility.”

Isn’t it ironic that Pearce’s findings, suggesting an advanced civilization, seemed to have occurred in the very country that some believe may be attempting to systematically take over today’s world? According to some theorists, they are doing so in an effort to seize control over our beloved planet and sequester all of its inhabitants as their servants, perpetuating a master/slave paradigm—on steroids.

Over the course of the past 15 months or so (March, 2020 through June, 2021), we, as an entire species, have not only witnessed but become immersed in a field of horrors—different from the physical calamity described earlier that may have taken place thousands of years ago, though possibly having similar effects. This particular catastrophe is associated with conditions related to a virus that has attacked human bodies, the origin of which at this writing has not been fully disclosed, but no doubt known by a select few. The epidemic of terror and divisiveness that’s all but overtaken our species as a result of fear-mongering and propaganda may actually be worse than the actual physical malady that ignited this wildfire of panic in the first place. This of course is a supposition, which neither I nor any of us not privy to classified information can substantiate with facts. Nonetheless, the entire uncanny debacle could more than likely have a future post-traumatic effect on our entire species, as global catastrophes have for centuries. The key is what we together are willing to allow (or not)—and if we decide to reclaim our humanity.

So, how can we stop or prevent a human nose-dive altogether—not making anyone wrong, or projecting blame on this person, political party, government—this country or that? In so doing, don’t we have to take responsibility ourselves for our own lives, our own growth, our own happiness, and our own advancement into our most optimal potential? In my view, after following the leadership of spiritual avatars in various traditions and researching human behavior and consciousness for over 30 years, owning our core independence and polishing up our personal character and consciousness is the only way to save ourselves and the beloved planet.

Pearce goes on to say that after the time-frame in which the Harapi lived and dwelled among us, our species has “struggled in a sea of its own blood and carnage for several thousand years. An evolutionary advance of mind and spirit can be lost when our species retreats into survival mode—sufficient hindbrain bought at the price of forebrain.” (If something catastrophic did, indeed, occur a few thousand years ago—throwing our species into a tail-spin, we most certainly can’t afford to let it happen again.)

Good news: Pearce says, “ …evolution is always on the prowl, looking for an opportunity to shift us into a higher mode of functioning.” And if that is so, isn’t it up to us, one by one, to increase the capacity of our frontal lobes—diminishing the effects of the hind-brain (or survival brain), and repeatedly being “on the prowl” personally and collectively for ways to advance the human race into a complete and total upgrade? I absolutely know that it is entirely possible and within our bandwidth to restore tolerance and respect for our differences and uphold love and compassion as the fundamental operative in our lives.

Be the change you want to see in the world—Gandhi

As the wise authors of the preamble to the Constitution state:

“We hold these truths to be self-evident; that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness; that to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed.”

Do consider strengthening whatever spiritual practices most serve you and those you love in order to support your personal distance from any hindbrain overload you may be experiencing—such as fear, anxiety, stress, anger—etc. Rupert Sheldrake, renowned British biologist’s theory, popularized by Malcom Gladwell in his book, The Tipping Point, suggests that when a certain number of beings of a particular species agree and participate in altering their behavior in consistent ways—like repeatedly practicing acts of loving kindness no matter what—that at some juncture any particular collective of creatures can and will tip the entire group into a radically new way of operating.

Ready to participate in the experiment?

Believing in you!
Love, Luann
July, 2, 2021

P.S. Please stay tuned for the updated version of Self Belonging, coming soon, and also an accompanying handbook for both Happily Ever After…Right Now and Self from which excerpts for this piece were taken.

Hidden Blessings

My dear Friends and Family,

Perhaps you will join me in recognizing that with every debacle, disagreement, misunderstanding, misfortune, or loss of any kind, there are hidden blessings.

Sometimes, we have to dig (maybe even with a crane) to find them, but nonetheless, they are there. Other times they are much more obvious, per my example below.

Over the course of this past interesting year of perceived containment, I have had the very good fortune to re-connect with my beloved professor/teacher, Ana Perez-Chisti, as a student in both her World Religion Class as well as her Fourth Wave Divine Feminine class, which has been an accompaniment to her latest book, published May 15, 2021: Sweet Reign—Fourth Wave Feminine Principles. I am anxiously awaiting my copy.

That Dr. Perez-Chisti is holding these classes on Zoom, an inevitable necessity triggered by the lockdown, has been indeed a blessing for me, since her Institute is in the Bay area of California and I reside in the mountains of Colorado—not an easy commute.

In the World Religion class, we are currently studying Judaism and last night’s class was devoted to the book of Exodus in The Bible. Masterfully, Ana pointed out the symbolism of the chapter, which had never occurred to me: “that there is within us always an opportunity to leave our own slavery and containment. Divine energy is kept down by the enslavement of anything that is not conducive to life’s progression—which would include being under the control of a dominant paradigm.”

Her words reminded me that the current governmental climate under which we are living (from my personal lens), seems to be quite heavily swayed toward perpetuating a quagmire of controls and regulations over the masses (among whom I seem to be currently operating—you too?).

Nonetheless, I fully believe, fortified by dear teacher Ana’s ever constant encouragement and wise insights, that if we use those cranes of ours to dig down deeply while systematically investigating our individual truths, we will be fortified with the necessary momentum to transcend any perceived control over our restricted freedoms.

And, while in the process, as we keep attracting others in to our circle of trust—operating with similar intent, we will be repeatedly fortified by the collective swell of an upsurge in a cooperative, shared, communal momentum that will transcend any stronghold under which our bodies, minds, and spirits, appear to be “locked down.”

And here is the really good news: while we continue gathering that momentum, we are fully participating in the evolutionary process that will catapult the human race into an entirely different stratosphere of consciousness than the one under which we are currently operating—where those bodies, minds, and spirits of ours will continue to live and thrive in the ultimate freedom that is our birthright.

As Stephen Weigand, my beloved son and yoga master said in his beautiful class today, “If we can keep a strong resolve to continue uncovering the truth while cultivating our warrior spirits through our practices—even when Life seems to throw us a curve ball, we are bound to uncover our very best destiny.” Don’t you just love that? I know he is my son, but I have to say, he is an amazing teacher. See for yourself.
I would categorize recent experiences in the adventures of printing my latest book, Self Belonging, to be among one of those curve balls.

As many of you know, our launch date for the book was April 13, 2021, and as of this writing, almost six weeks later, it is finally showing up on on Amazon as available. Barnes and Noble,, and Books-A- Million, among other booksellers, will likely follow suit soon.

I am told that there was a snag in the “printing press operation” that sends the book out to these various booksellers, which has taken some time to work out.

Here is the blessing in the “printing press quagmire”: in the interim period between now and the official launch date of the material in April, I have been doing more research on places where I would like the book to land.

Some of those are colleges and universities for eager students to learn about the blessings in self-belonging, and will require a hard-bound copy, which we did not create with our first printing. Therefore, I will be producing a hard-bound version of the book in the next publishing endeavor, which I am over-the-moon excited about, and am initiating immediately.

For those of you, who are patiently standing by for the arrival of your paper-back copy to arrive, please know of my sincere gratitude for your tolerance regarding the delay, and feel free to keep us apprised of any issues you continue to have. Also, if you would be so kind as to email me a brief note with your ground mailing address and anything else you’d like to share about yourself and your story, it will be my absolute pleasure to send you a complimentary hard bound copy of Self Belonging once it’s published, which I plan to support happening over the summer months. My gift of the book will be my gesture of gratitude for your support in hanging in there with me.

In the meantime, let’s hold hands and stick together as we approach this glorious summertime and intend that it will be a peaceful, healing, healthy, and prosperous time for us all, together with the rest of humanity.

Believing in you!

With so much love and gratitude,


On Centering: Getting Out of Our Own Way

Dear Hearts,

As I sit down to write this morning, tomorrow is Mother’s Day, an occasion I’ve been pondering for a while now as it falls within a couple of days of my birthday.

Both of my dear sons asked me what I wanted this year and I offered my usual response, “Nothing except time spent with both of you.” Happily, that wish will be coming true. And since I’ll be traveling for the reunion, this message will be delayed. Even so, please know I’ll be thinking of all of you as you celebrate Mother’s Day right along with me. My insightful teacher, Ana Perez-Chisti recently shared, “We are all mothers as God is always needing to be born.”—Meister Eckhart

Over the course of the last several years, I have been making repeated efforts to focus on “wanting what I already have,” an important teaching I learned from Conversations with God by Neale Donald Walsh. I have to say the practice is quite useful in helping me avoid any feelings of insufficiency, which can lead to thoughtforms consumed with longing or craving for this or that—whether love, money, health, vitality, peace, or harmony. Wanting more of anything can translate to a belief system based on lack. I have repeatedly found that if I can avoid going down the path of longing for something else, other than what’s right in front of me, I am ever so much more content.

That said, however, I find these days that feelings of peace and contentedness can be more difficult to access. Even as much as I try to detach from what’s going on in the external world of polarities related to “woke-ness” or non, doing so is occasionally a bit of a stretch.

Lately, more often than not, I have a sense of urgency about the current national/global situation, and feel strongly that I need to do something about it. Of course, this planet of ours is made up of individuals who are already making a difference, and you, being one of them, are likely participating in offering your contributions—whether with your prayers, your actions, or both. Please share what you are up to so we can connect our individual and collective dots—the whole “…wherever-two-or-more-are-gathered” we create the more-momentum thing.

I know I have written on the subject of how the current political quagmire, combined with the jarring disruption of a global pandemic, can be successfully navigated, such as in: Will You Fall Through a Hole or Pass Through a Portal; We Are One Single Tribe; On Politics and Spirituality; and Indiana Jones and the Citizens of Consciousness.

While I continue to be in alignment with the sentiments expressed in each of these, I’d like to add some queries for you to percolate on:

“What would happen if I had the courage to simply abide in my own being without trying to fix things?

Am I able to just stand/sit still in simple presence, without stating my preferences, and instead listen for Divine guidance on what the next right steps should be?

I find that when I can just drop in to simple Presence, I discover that the solutions on how to proceed come to me with much greater ease—paradoxically, my need (as in longing) for a solution will often block the very clarity I am attempting to access. If I am able to let go, I’m more available for the necessary grace to guide me into a state of unrestricted, creative potential.

In short, I’ve learned over my not-short lifetime, that in order to move in the right direction, I must connect to the still point inside where the unmoved Mover resides.

While I’m tempted to wait to do so until tomorrow on the plane, I will commit to engaging in the practice of going to that still point now, even while persuaded toward all of the busyness that leaving town can provoke. I’ll let you know what arises—could just be to greet tomorrow with an open heart toward everyone I meet. We’ll see. Until then, happy Mother’s Day, you Godly mothers!

Believing in you!


Will you fall into a hole or pass through a portal?

“Let this be your heart’s deepest yearning; to become all of those things which you are tempted to seek from another. And in your becoming, you will get that there is nothing to get.”—Happily  Ever After…Right Now.

Luann Robinson Hull, second edition to be published August 18, 2020

These are powerful and unprecedented times–perhaps times that are ripe for healing our human wounds–those raw places in our hearts and souls that can provoke feelings of separation and strong positions on this or that. Such a propensity can alienate us even further from those with whom we disagree, while standing firm in our sanctimonious righteousness—unable to hear any differing point of view. 

A beloved professor of mine, Ana Perez Chisti once said, “Elevate the position of your adversaries. Inevitably, they all have something to teach you.”

I know, it may seem impossible to do so, but what choice do we have? Are we really going to waste one nanosecond of our lives by snapping at the bait that will inevitably hook us? Or, will we avoid doing so at all costs by rising up to realize that whether or not humanity chooses to expand to the next level of our evolutionary status is up to us right now—it really is. If this is so, what are the necessary steps that will pivot us in the right direction? Many wise and brave souls on whose shoulders we can choose to stand, have carried the torch for us. Isn’t it our turn to show up and advocate for positive change, while heeding their accomplishments and the methods by which they achieved them?

“You never change things by fighting against the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the old model obsolete.”
R. Buckminster Fuller

Here are a few shapeshifters to consider: 

  • Dr. Martin Luther King won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1964 for his leadership in transcending racial injustice. 
  • His mentor, Mahatma Gandhi, facilitated freedom from foreign subjugation for a fifth of the human race with non-violent activism
  • Philosopher and transcendentalist, Henry David Thoreau practiced civil disobedience by speaking out against slavery, the war (which the US had declared upon Mexico in 1846), and government authoritarianism. Following a night in prison for not paying taxes, he wrote Civil Disobedience, setting a precedent for Gandhi and King.
  • Pakistani Malala Yousafzai, an advocate for female education, was shot by a masked, Taliban, gunman who, after barging onto her school bus demanded, “Which one of you is Malala?” Without hesitation she courageously stood and responded, “I am Malala.” Miraculously, Malala survived the bullet that traveled through her skull and went on to write her memoir: I am Malala. That book and her peaceful activism for women’s’ rights to education led her to become the youngest Nobel Prize laureate to date.

Each of these four were all about creating “a new model by helping to make the old model obsolete,” as they listened to both the inner and outer cries for change.    

“We are not going to be able to operate our Spaceship Earth successfully nor for much longer unless we see it as a whole spaceship and our fate as common. It has to be everybody or nobody.”—R. Buckminster Fuller, Operating Manual for Spaceship Earth

If you are reading the words on this page, whether you want to admit it or not, you are here to transcend the amnesia of the world in one way or another. So, what are you for? If you are not doing so already, it is time to speak up. White Eagle, a member of the Hopi Indian tribe recently said, “This moment that humanity is going through can be seen as a portal or a hole. The decision to go through the portal or fall through the hole is up to you…there is a social demand in this crisis, but there is also a spiritual demand…”

What is the best thing you can do toward becoming the most evolved person you are meant to be? Albert Einstein’s theory on the quantum world for which he won the Nobel prize in Physics in 1921 implies that for every action there is a reaction. If you support such a theory, please consider the possibility that every single word, gesture, and breath you take has an effect on the general field of human consciousness. Each act of forgiveness and compassion, together with every gesture of kindness raises the ocean of humanity. Conversely, every act of hatred, resistance, and violence sinks the human species lower and lower toward entropy and despair.

Which way will you choose?  

Suppose you become well known for your contributions to humanity in a decade or so (should we survive the current quagmire in which we find ourselves). You and your accomplishments are acknowledged and celebrated on the front page of your favorite publication (July 29, 2030). What will that say?

We are standing at the edge of the frontier on what we can become. That becoming depends entirely on the limitations (or lack thereof) we place on ourselves. The decision to “fall into the hole, or travel through the portal” is entirely up to us. And when you triumphantly make your way through that portal, acknowledging any reluctance you have in doing so, you will realize, “There is no path. You make the path by walking.”—David Whyte.

Successful entrepreneur, Steve Hull (my beloved brother), who forged his own incredible path by putting one foot in front of the other says, “You just have to begin. The rest is easy.”

Believing in you…

“We are One Single Tribe”—T’Challa, Blank Panther (Chadwick Boseman)

Out of some combination of curiosity and civic duty, I tuned in to segments of the DNC and the RNC conventions. I must say both events brought up some real concerns about humanity’s level of attention to the wake-up calls alerting us to upgrade how we operate—or suffer the consequences. The upgrade, in my estimation, would include taking personal responsibility that rejects projection, blame, and any lies that might falsely fortify the goal of looking good, or getting ahead—whether personally or on a public platform. Sadly, as we all know too well, the political landscape does not reinforce the upgrade model. Instead, it typically colludes against it, perpetuating often vicious attacks from both sides (left and right) for the almighty purpose of “winning.”

Such positionalities play to our limbic system—the primal part of our brain which is anything but evolved. Instead, it is stuck in ancient fears rooted in survival, warning us that whatever gets in the way of our meals, safety, and reproduction, is an all-out-threat that needs to be annihilated. People living in Chicago, Portland, Kenosha, and Washington, D.C.—or anyone who has seen footage of rioting and violence in those cities, bears witness to what I am talking about. When our ancient, primal brain is activated by anger and hatred, it will shut down the reasoning centers in our frontal lobes, exerting a brute power developed about 450 billion years ago over those newer, more evolved regions of our brain. It doesn’t want you to think your way out of danger; it wants you to fight or flee and will maintain its clout until you elect to stop it, which you can do—since you have a very sophisticated neocortex in place.  As the newest addition to our brain, the neocortex controls higher functions like perception, decision-making and language. It also (quite miraculously) houses a direct passageway to the heart. All we need do to activate that connection is use it—over and over again.

Fortunately, my hope for the human soul continues to be restored by folks like the late African American actor, Chadwick Boseman, the iconic superhero who courageously transcended his life-sentence with cancer to live out his highest purpose. Boseman was not a politician representing the masses, but rather exemplified an altogether different flavor of fame. At the end of his legendary performance in Black Panther, while still embodying his movie character T’Challa, he shares his moving grand-finale statement: “We must find a way to look after each other as if we are one single tribe.” 

Reflecting on his many tributes, I realized that T’Challa merged with Boseman in that film, as I don’t believe those two characters were mutually exclusive. During his rise to international celebrity he managed to find time during his own cancer treatments to visit children who shared the challenges of his illness. He made them smile. He showed them love. He strengthened their courage. He gave them hope. He told them to find their purpose and follow their dreams, no matter what. Chadwick lived that message, privately, without fanfare. In my opinion, he was a legendary example of the “upgrade” to which I refer—by actualizing his full potential and humbly showing others how to do the same.

My first book, Happily Ever After…Right Now (recently released in its second edition) is dedicated to helping people live a life of purpose, passion and true happiness. I ask us in its pages to listen to the silent voice that keeps whispering messages about the unprecedented joy that will follow when you commit to fulfilling your purpose on this planet; to have faith, and when you are tempted to doubt, to turn to the miracles of nature.

When a caterpillar moves into the final stages of becoming a butterfly, it literally melts down in its own cocoon. The caterpillar doesn’t stop to ponder the risk of melting down—it just advances right into the cooker without hesitation. In the caterpillar’s chrysalis phase certain highly organized groups of cells known as imaginal cells propagate each body part in its new form—creating an elegant, soaring butterfly. It essentially shifts from a consumer to a pollinator.

The unfolding of this miracle is just one stunning example of the marvels that you too can experience as you develop your own willingness to flow with a Life-Force that is ever present in the undertow of your consciousness. You and the caterpillar each share within you the potential to transcend and transform yourselves from earth-bound creatures acting habitually from ancient brains to new, higher levels of being. All that is required of you is your willingness to go forward with faith, trust, patience and persistence.

Today, we find ourselves at the hinge-point of a shift in humanity. Our moment of choice is now. If we do indeed see ourselves as “one single tribe” of interdependent cells and human beings, do we have the potential to expand into superhuman organisms? If so, how? Maybe we can start by sitting still long enough to melt into our own imaginal network of propagating cells—even in the midst of the current existential madness, illness, and fear.  And if we should commit to doing so—say for a few minutes a day, maybe while in the process, we will make our way into becoming more conscious beings, pollinating the world with loving kindness, compassion, gratitude, and a genuine tolerance for diversity.   

What do you want to pollinate?

Believing in you,


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On Politics And Spirituality

Based on the state of things it would appear that not everyone on this planet  is coming from love and light. So isn’t it crucial that we shift from a fear-based reality, where we are pitted against each other in survival mode—to a model of tolerance and compassion before we annihilate ourselves?                                                   ~  Happily Ever After… Right Now

A wise, insightful professor once described politics as “the sagacious science of the control of others.” David Wilcock, best-selling author of The Synchronicity Key, states that “the big game of politics has always been about the manipulation of perception. Politicians find out who will generate the most votes, and then give people what they want—or at least promise to. And when it becomes impossible to keep playing the game, they change the rules.” In this model, it’s more about “leading” by gathering the numbers to secure votes while keeping constituents in a choke hold—rather than empowering people to lead themselves. Richard Rudd, visionary and thought leader, says in his breakthrough work The Gene Keys that “false leaders always try to hold onto you whereas the real leader always tries to get rid of you!” True leaders, he states, “create a space in which an organic team harmony can develop on its own, with minimal interference. They are often content to allow others with the requisite gifts to stand in the limelight while they lead quietly from behind the scenes.”

 With those ideas in mind, is perhaps the goal of a true spiritual path to awaken and move beyond the “game” of politics and divisiveness? Is it to step out of the delusion of separation from each other and our divine nature while realizing the internal power inherent in our own divinity? Furthermore, is it possible that if those of us who find ourselves disturbed by whatever is going on in our external orbits (e.g. the presidential election, political “players,” and the pandemic)—to use that disturbance as a nudge to keep our focus steadied on defusing any external façade that interrupts our true, divine nature? Can we somehow be in the world without reacting to it? And just by the simple act of calming ourselves down, might we help inspire others to do the same? 

According to the Vedanta—the last chapters of the ancient Hindu scriptures or “Vedas,”—there are two symptoms of awakening into a higher consciousness. The first symptom is that you stop worrying. Things just don’t bother you anymore. You are no longer disturbed by whatever is going on in your external orbit. Rather you have cultivated a stable mind that can “hold still” and see the connection in all things—no matter what may seem to be going on in the external world. You find yourself repeatedly light-hearted and in a state of joy as you encounter more and more meaningful coincidences or positive synchronicities. Now, as far as I’m concerned, it doesn’t matter whether or not you subscribe to a Hindu path—the basic concepts shared here can be a bridge across all belief systems. While my own fundamental path is in a different tradition, I can incorporate nuggets from the other world religions to further enrich my life—and I love doing that. It helps me to avoid taking a position on whether or not my way is the “right” way. As my treasured teacher Matthew Fox states, “There are many rivers to the one well of God.”

In The Synchronicity Key, Wilcock also suggests that “this is our moment of choice. Do you still believe in a positive future (despite everything that is going on now)…in the value of helping others…in looking for ways to help the world become a better place? Do you believe that if you treat everyone (starting with yourself) with love, forgiveness, and acceptance—while maintaining responsible boundaries and not allowing yourself to be manipulated—that our personal and global wounds can heal?”  Wilcock holds that if you do believe in operating as he proposes, you are well positioned to start recognizing “more and more meaningful coincidences and positive synchronicities” in your life, while helping the rest of the world at the same time. 

As I write to you tonight, I absolutely know that our personal and global wounds can heal as many of us continue to wake up and see the connection in all things—regardless of however bleak or challenging these times may seem. And while I most definitely cannot always operate from a peaceful state and see the common thread that runs among us—the more willing I am to get still and make my attempts to go to peace, the more likely it is that I’ll be able to move into the states of joy and light-heartedness referenced in the Vedanta. When I find myself in that light-hearted, joyful state, I definitely do notice “meaningful coincidences,” even if it’s just hitting a string of green lights that keep me on time for an appointment. 

If you are inclined, please join me in considering what it means to move into a joyful, light-hearted state toward both an individual and collective “positive future,” while using love and tolerance as the guiding force. Together we can create a space where our “organic team harmony” will support the combined momentum needed to produce an upsurge in the collective consciousness. Oh yes, and I suppose if we want to be heard, won’t we have to make some noise? J

Believing in you! 

Love, Luann

Indiana Jones and the Citizens for Consciousness

Joseph Campbell created a framework for the spiritual path which he called “The Hero’s Journey.” The heroine, who is always flawed, starts out on her journey filled with hope and inspiration, endures a few dark nights, and faces repeated run-ins with her weaknesses. At the pinnacle of her suffering she has a breakthrough, realizes that she and God are one, and is inspired to be of service to others. (LRH, Self Belonging)

In the midst of our collective pre-election jitters, we lost Sir Thomas Sean Connery, a 20thcentury movie icon, who died on October 31st at the age of 90. A big fan, I felt it was my moral imperative to re-visit one of his films in celebration of his life. I chose Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, in which Steven Spielberg directed the well-matched pair of Harrison Ford as Indiana and Connery as his father, Henry. Together, they create a classic “hero’s journey” set in 1938, just before Hitler’s army invaded Poland. 

Much of the film is devoted to Indiana’s search for Henry, a holy grail scholar kidnapped by the Nazis to lead them to Christ’s chalice and bestow them with eternal life. Once Indiana and Henry were re-united they set out to find the grail together, before the Nazis. Nonetheless, they all eventually ended up together at the Temple home of the chalice, where a series of death-traps had been placed for keeping it in place.

Once his dad was shot at the scene by the Nazis, Indiana faced the ultimate task of saving him and the Chalice by negotiating those death traps—the last one being to step out into empty space above a deep ravine. Henry mutters, “You must believe, boy,” when a bridge suddenly appears beneath Indiana’s feet, manifesting the benefit of his “leap of faith” and paving the path to the Holy Grail.

Dear hearts, as we all know, these are chaotic times when we too often feel poised on the edge of a ravine, wishing for a magic bridge. It is a time to decide whether to retreat in utter fatigue or exercise our own version of faith (on steroids). I don’t care who you voted for or what you think he or his party represents, can any of us afford the luxury right now of celebrating or anguishing the outcome of our recent election—regardless of how things may appear or play out? 

Is it possible that people in America have not been so tribally polarized since the beginning of the Civil War, 259 years ago? Just 85 years earlier, in 1776, The Declaration of Independence was signed, representing a United States bound together with unalienable rights decreed in our Constitution. Today, we appear to be two nations in one, separate and distinct, living in the shadow of both events, within a society rife with primitive hatred, pandemics, and general pandemonium. What on earth will bring us together now, as the world watches those of us fortunate enough to live in “the home of the free and the land of the brave?” What do we want them to witness?

What continues to fuel our competitive nature—the compelling force that keeps coaxing us to escape defeat at all costs—are instincts rooted in our primal past, thwarting our conscious evolution. (LRH, Self Belonging)

From my lens, I see a mighty Force that supports all warriors of light (however cheezie that sounds), stalwart in their commitment to usher in whatever it takes to transcend these dark and troubled times—which in my view no President or President-elect is solely equipped to resolve. Instead, I believe it is up to those of us who have had more than a few twists and turns on our own hero’s journey to summon the stamina necessary in support of triumph over darkness—whatever we might interpret that to mean. And yes, while at it, I suspect we’ll have even more obstacles to overcome, and some real leaps of faith of our own to step into. Can we hear Henry’s voice say “you must believe?” The alternative is to stand by and let the forces of primal entropy run rampant—while in fact this is rich, fertile territory, inviting us to join forces and make real changes in the landscape.

In being totally transparent with you, I have to admit: I am not liberal, conservative, or any grey place in between. Rather I am a citizen for consciousness. What does that mean? It means I am interested in making whatever contributions I can at this advanced stage of my life for the upliftment of humanity by connecting to others with the same objective. I know, it sounds sanctimonious, but if you’re reading the words on this page my hunch is that you understand and you want to participate too. Perhaps, together we can recognize that in serving as examples for others we have to let go of any primal persuasion for competition or the  “winners and losers” paradigm, while fortifying our individual and collective vision on what’s best for the greater good.

Believing in you…



Gratitude and Thanksgiving—2020—Honoring Vicki

A couple of weeks ago I had a bad hair day. If you are a living, breathing female you get it. Usually, even when we’re tempted to obsess we can take a beat and get over it. I suggest you follow that coping strategy instead of what I did. Trust me on this. Otherwise, you too could end up looking like Amy Klobuchar or Elizabeth Warren—who for despite any political savvy are not our favorite fashion gurus. There was definitely a glitch in the dialogue with my beautician, who whacked off a bushel of hairx in a matter of seconds. In her defense, she did give me fair warning. “Are you ready?” she inquired. Turns out my affirmative spelled disaster. 

During my pre-teen days, my mother insisted on dabbing me with Tony-perms, a-curly-version-pre-curser to the Elizabeth Warren/Amy Klobuchar look. Of course, anyone under the age of 65 will not recognize the reference, but if you want a great laugh, click on to this one-minute clip of a 60’s vintage “Tony” do:

You’ll either relate to my anguish or recall the shock and awe when your mother did this to you.  

In high school I rebelled and have sported Rapunzel locks ever since—right up until my pivotal appointment. I’ve already researched how long it will take to grow back those five or six inches: one year. Maybe you dislike the expression, “It is what it is,” as much as I do, particularly when your mirror has no mercy. But after taking some deep breaths, I remembered a couple of lines from Self Belonging, my second book, due out in February: “What’s being asked of you in this situation? What would happen if you didn’t resist it? As you continue to step back in the moment from whatever is disturbing your peace of mind—without a need to fix or change it—you build emotional resilience.” 

Well…here’s to my “emotional resilience!” I gotta admit, I am a work in progress. Nonetheless, once I pondered the situation and dove in a bit during this Thanksgiving week, I was taken back to eleven years ago when I spent my last Thanksgiving holiday with my dear sister-in-law, Vicki, who died a few months later. She was beautiful, vivacious, loving, and kind—a very brave and damned near perfect woman. Watching her slowly slip away from metastasized cancer, was one of the most sobering experiences of my life. A few years earlier, a tumor was discovered behind her eye. Though successfully radiated and contained (at the time), it still caused her to lose her sight in the treated eye. As it happens, I have an infection this week, blurring the vision in one of my eyes—another vivid reminder of Vicki’s incredible valor.

Reluctantly, I left Vicki for a few weeks during the course of her grave illness, to come home and regroup. She called me just after she’d watched her gorgeous, sable-colored hair (all of it) drop to the floor, shaved off in preparation for chemo, which would cause it to fall out in clumps. She chose the quicker version of that disaster, while sucking up her anguish at a hairless head, staring back at her in the mirror. Vicki Lynn Hull was a saint. All she said to me about the experience was, “I didn’t like it.” Toward the end of her life, with chemo suspended, her hair did start growing back, forming tiny little ringlets, which delighted her. She’d learned to take such pleasure in simple things—like feeling, seeing, and sensing those little stubbles. 

Dear Hearts, these are pretty challenging times. No doubt about it. We have all been inconvenienced in one way or another by this invisible, lurking “thing.”  For some, the challenges have been extreme: there are people out of work, others are sick, and depression is on the rise. Many of us have decided or been forced to change our holiday plans. It is never more evident than now that those of us privileged to live in the U.S. are dispersed over wide swaths of the country—great distances that now separate us from our loved ones. We’d been so used to hopping on a plane to get here or there, that up until earlier this year it never occurred to us that most travel would no longer be an option, even if we did have the time and money. It’s all so strange. Can we actually find things to be grateful for in the midst of it? Here’s my own best shot:

  1. I still have hair—which is actually a little bit longer than Elizabeth’s and Amy’s. 
  2. I can smell and taste (an acquaintance recovering from Covid still cannot).
  3. I can see—with both eyes (even if one is blurry).
  4. I can hear with both ears, so I can talk to my loved ones and even enjoy “face time” with them—even as we won’t be sharing our traditional Thanksgiving meal.
  5. I can breathe easily.
  6. I can get outside and walk, daily.
  7. Though the days are starting to get shorter and shorter, the solstice will happen in less than a month, and spring will come—eventually.
  8. I have paper towels and toilet paper (even if it isn’t Charmin).
  9. The electricity is on. (It was off a couple of weeks ago). 
  10. The plumbing is working.

I know, this stuff seems pretty basic, but what I find in creating a list like this as often as possible is that it’s honestly a lot easier to get to gratitude when you realize how much the basics really matter. And I don’t know about you, but if I can discipline myself to do this the minute I feel myself “going south,” I get a noticeable upsurge in my energy. This year, I delight in going a bit beyond the basics in noting my full-on enjoyment while seeing a smile (minus a mask). And when there is a mask awkwardly affixed to someone’s face, I really like exchanging gazes with them (often strangers), smiling myself (with my own mask on) and watching their eyes light up and crinkle with a smile back (even if it is underneath that awkward face covering).

Happy Thanksgiving, dearest Friends and Family. I love and appreciate you all!


Thanksgiving, 2020