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we met these german kids in the park. they had some hash, and a brand new chillum. we taught them some yoga, cause we're keeping it real, and taking it to the streets



This is the courtyard outside the apartment of our lovely french, ayurvedic massage therapist's house. She spoke english with a french/brittish accent, which was awesome. also this is her flying. I want her to come to america and work on my students. she hangs from a rope installed in the ceiling, and





These are the kids we played soccer with. one of the fellas left his bag behind, and we had to go back, and buy it off of them. it was ok, we got it for cheap.



this is one of the fellas busting a handstand, while the bikers rode by. party time, excellent.

back on the homefront, good things are happening, despite the various challenges i am facing from my body, emotions and environment.

I went to the 'body mind spirit expo' last weekend. it is where all manners of charlatans and snake oil salesmen get together and peddle their wares, and babble with each other in strange jargon. I had a reading with a psychic that i have had my eye on for a couple of years now. i am cautious, i like to watch people for a while, before i work with them. she offered me something neat. See, I have been trying to write a book for something about ten years now, and can't seem to get around to it. she hone right in on it, scribbled it down on her notes before i even said anything. we figured out, that the stuff that i have to write about, I say in my yoga classes, so she told me to record my classes, and transcribe it later. this is excellent, i already have a gadget that does that. i recorded my class this morning, and it felt really good. I am going to try to collect 50 hours, and then have them transcribed.

i love, deeply, and that feels good.