I'm just sharing a stream of consciousness moment here. I feel like I'm back in New Hampshire lying in the sand at Hampton Beach, the son baking my body after an exhilarating dip in the frosty cold of the Atlantic Ocean, toes numb, but you stay in anyway. Only in this moment, a different kind of baking, the baking in the Son of the Self, in the love joy, hugging the little bush outside my meditation room window with unbounded arms, surrounded by the colorless sap, so close, yet melting into the vastness all around. Rays of love joy penetrate my heart. It seems the room has taken on a sacredness, become holy ground, a shrine. The walls are drunk with soma juice, silence, and offers it back to whomever enters therein if sensitive enough. I'm feeling such contrast lately. It's such a grace when the sun is fully shining. I am so grateful. Happy New Year to all of you.

Thank you David for setting up this blog space, for sharing your videos writings and meetings with us. Your last set of videos were so fun to watch. You could see it in your countenance, your eyes, exuding out of my computer screen. It could not be contained. The mother's gift of spring, as the new growth from the plants shower us with new life after a season of rest. It's happy!