…that's where I have been today. I am amidst a mosaic job in San Miguel on a rooftop in the ritzy side of town. There was a wireless outlet and I was tapping in from time to time to this amazing barage of emails that I was getting. The electronic avalanche had been fueled by the Rajneeshpuram Residents page on Facebook and all the chatter going back and forth between friends and acquaintances from 30 years ago. I often find myself playing the curmudgeon in this group. I just try to keep things a bit honest and I just can't go to LaLa Land concerning the Rajneesh Community that I was very much a part of. Now as I reflect, I feel a tug at the heart from a period of my life that was absolutely priceless and full of intrigue and Mystery…a Divine Play being enacted on the high desert hills of Oregon. We were such a crew of swaggering misfits…it was really something to behold…we felt like we were sitting on Top of the World! In many ways we were and ironically…I still find myself in similar situations and I often marvel how I got there. How many people have had the opportunity to play air guitar in front of 100,000 people like I recently did while riding serpent coiled around an eight and one half foot anotomically correct heart? I got to do that recently in Santa Barbara…so I raise a toast to life. I raise a toast to all the friends in this life…such gratitude!