Morning in the desert. Winter Solstice. Moon is waxing gibbons. Saturn and Jupiter in nearest conjunction in some 500 years.

When I feel good about myself, I have so much love for all people around me. When I feel beautiful, I see beauty and love in all people.

These days go on and on into an endless oblivion. The sun, the ocean, the perfect unchanging Southern California weather. It's awful....

Nothing ever happens. Or, rather, it is always happening. And so nothing can happen while it is happening because it- whatever that is-...

To feel the earth on the bare skin is essential in really feeling the soul of a place.