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Uh, well you know, I’m back in Mexico.  Glad to be home.  Home with all the animals and the pleasure of singing birds and such.  Have unpacked a bit and it is time to get to work.  I love this home, Casa Las Ranas….House of the Frogs. I may write more later in the day…have to get organized.  Put things away…Love to all…Love is a gift…get my drift?  Got some new music when I was up in the States.  One of the CD’s was a cover album by Patti Smith.  I was a fan of hers back in the early seventies….Loved "Horses"…then I got a bit disinterested when she got famous….read her liner notes this am….she is still cool.  She knows about Love.

Well, I head back to La Cieneguita tonight.  I am ready to return.  It has been great…but way too much money.  I look forward to seeing all the animals and the different slice of life that is Mexico.  Yesterday I had lunch with a number of people that I know from my Bhagwan Days…..what a trip…All of them are good people.   We share such a history.  But my life is way south of the border in it’s focus.  Here is a photo of me in Colonia Roma taken by Patrice.  Viva Mexico!!!!!!

Well today is a milestone. I am officially 60 and in some circles that constitutes being known as a senior citizen…somehow my every-day behavior may be different from some of those huddled oldsters that I see on park benches and at bus stops. Deep in my soul I still embrace the Wonder…may this always be the case. May all beings see the Wonder…may they spread it thick where ever they pass in their lives. I am so blessed to have such Dear Ones in my life…in Mexico and all over. I am trully lucky. By the way, Lolita gave me a tartan thong for my B-day! Life is Good!!!!

Two more days till the big birthday! But what I really wish to address is my return to Mexico. I miss the life there. I have been on vacation now for a week…time to get back to work. This visit…I have limited my transportation to walking, buses, and rides with Richard…so getting around is different this time. I may even take the Bart train to Oakland on thursday to visit Kathy and David. Today I may walk downtown to a store that specializes in casting materials…I am having a slight senior moment and can’t remember “mold”….but somehow I just did….Ahhhhhh

I submitted the following comment about “The Summer of Love” to the Culture Blog on sfgate.com this morning: “I was twenty years old and one of very few young men magically and mistakenly drafted into the Navy during the Vietnam era. I was stationed at Moffett Field in Mountain View. One of the enlisted men in my squadron was being discharged for taking LSD. He promised himself that he would turn on as many people as possible before his discharge. I was one of the recipients of his quite” righteous” Purple Haze Acid. The direction of my life totally changed. Yes, my soul was psychedlicized…something that does not go away. That particular summer…forty years ago was absolutely inspirational and transforming. I remember that Summer…and yes, I was there.”

As I progress through this sideshow called life, I am forced to embrace this aging with gusto and dread. On the one hand….I continue to create and on the other hand…there is the end game…Only so much time…to get this all done…whatever this:is…it has to happen…all of this is crying to unfold…I am the midwife of this situation. In other words..I am getting older and I am committed to this creative process….letting it unfold…here is a photo of me as I age like a fine Oklahoma rose rock.