…I arrived at the Big Muddy Ranch in Oregon the home of my teacher, Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh, and his community. I honor this day for many reasons, most of all: Bhagwan. I really don't think that I would be alive today if I had not met this most benevolent rascal and his posse of Outsiders. We gave it a go for four years in that magical realm…A lot of good was manifested and a lot of bad lay waste also. I remember the atmosphere of Mystery and Esoterica that pervaded the Land. It was clothed in a Mysticism that was palpable and quite wondrous. My feeling is that this was it's Nature long before we arrived…to this day, I still wonder who was that man who touched my soul so deeply…I will probably never know and that is the gilded part of the Mystery: Not Knowing. I acknowledge him today. Because of my attraction to his teachings, I left the trenches in New York for better passages. I look back in wonder at that incredibly accidental movement on my part…Gracias por todo!
