………it was 30 years ago today that I arrived at the Commune in Oregon known as Rajneeshpuram. I remember it like it was just yesterday. I was picked up in a Greyhound bus station after flying from San Francisco and busing from Portland to Madras. The experience of being there all those years ago and being so deeply entrenched in that experiment has been a highlight in my life. For many years, there has been singular event…a hallmark… where everything was somehow compared to those moments on that Muddy Ranch with Bhagwan and "his people"…as the years have passed there are now more beacons on the horizon line of my life…However, I am forever grateful to have been part of that experiment and at the same time I have moved on. So…. today I am reminded of my arrival in the dusty Ranch yard and the excitement of seeing so many old friends. I am reminded of our unbridled enthusiasm and our love for Bhagwan and our innocence….our devotion…and there is a bittersweet tug in my heart…not a sense of longing…but a sense of remembrance that is imbedded deep in a root governed by Silence and Love and a bit of Sorrow. So….Gracias for this Life…..I felt I needed to mark this day…..