…to be alive and somewhat conscious in this rowing toward the Divine. In the meantime, I find that I must keep returning to the source of my beingness and less in the hinterlands of the unreal…where I fade so far away. We hade a absolutely incredible rain here yesterday. The garden is responding to this sunny day with all that new juice of life in it’s roots. We have run out of rock temporarily for the foundation of the chapel. The rock will arrive later in the afternoon. So all in all…Life is good. Richard and I are going to Mexico City next week for two or three days. Love to all!
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