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Energy and consciousness coalesce, creating New Energy. It's free and it’s all yours! When soul energy and spirit consciousness fuse together, a bridge forms between humanity and divinity. If you chose to stay on Earth beyond Self-Realization and embody consciousness, a new human species is formed as – the energy of biology and consciousness of light – combine into a singular expression: That of the I Am Consciousness incarnate.

Ever since Eve was banned from the garden, women have endured the oftentimes painful and inaccurate definitions foisted upon them by the patriarchy. Maiden, mother, and crone, representing the three stages assigned to a woman’s life cycle, have been the limiting categories of both ancient and modern (neo-Pagan) mythology. And one label in particular rankles: crone. The word conjures a wizened hag - useless for the most part, marginalized by appearance and ability. None of us has ever truly fit the old-crone image, and for today’s midlife women, a new archetype is being birthed.

Rita Abernathy’s lifelong dream has come true: She and her husband Charles are the proud owners of a one-hundred-and-fifty-year-old Victorian home in the historic district of Cape May. For years, they made treasured family memories in the quaint coastal town, spending time at the beach during the summer and experiencing true Christmas magic during the holiday season. Rita believes the Cape May magic has returned to their lives at just the right time.

A powerful, loving presence I can’t quite describe pulses through me...clearing my mind at last...I am astonished by this second chance—this feeling of warm, tender, indescribable, and unconditional love permeating me. Danét’s ability to unflinchingly express her raw innermost thoughts and feelings during moments of darkness and coming into her own light provide a powerfully transforming listen. This memoir is a story of forgiveness, redemption, and the restoration of self-love and abundant joy.

For so many of us, our hearts and minds still feel that we are 20-something young women who can take on the world. But in our bodies, the flexibility and strength that were once taken for granted are far from how we remember them. Every day, we have to rise above the creaky joints and achy knees to earn the opportunity of moving through the world with a modicum of grace. Yet we do rise, because it’s a privilege to grow old, and every single day is a gift. Peter Pan’s mantra was “never grow up”; our collective mantra should be “never stop growing.”