NOTES FROM THE BBQ

Last night was the annual Pacifica BBQ. It was a lot of fun. Many of you took advantage of the opportunity to receive my blessing-light... just like the doctor ordered. Hats off to Ivan for announcing that his restaurant (UTOPITA a.k.a Humus Heaven) was naming a dish after me. It's Boeuf Striding. Silly, but still a step in the right direction. As all of you know, the mere act of turning your attention toward me is the First Rung on the ladder of spiritual purification.

And the 21st Century Temple welcomes Sadie B. She thinks she can fill a regular spot on the main page. She also thinks she saw me in a drug-addled Christmas vision. I won't disabuse her of either notion. Hopefully we can show her how to have the same intensity of experience without the psychoactive chemicals.

(Note: For a full explanation of Buff Striding's Drug Policy read the forward to "Crackle and Squirt -- the Electrochemical Dynamics of the so-called Human Brain" by Sri Tim.