It’s been a long time since I’ve been at the San Ramone MA Center.

People and preferences. At what point does unhappiness cleanse our calm aura and acceptance of reality from any of us? Not to say our opinions must be muted; of course we all can perhaps benefit from sharing perspectives.

Specifically, I struggle to find value in rating parts of the planet as more or less sacred or whatever. Seriously: if only the reveared were left, it’d be a far smaller planet, with generally far inferior land for many species, different gravity for sure and who knows the other consequences. Plus, these special spots are suspiciously on the parts of the planet which agree with our needs and/or what is commonly considered beautiful. And the people currently there decide that everyone who is not yet there and en route is changing wherever they happen to be for the worse, causing overpopulation or whatever.

Another thing I’ve heard is how “our” water is being stolen, or something along those lines. What is next, our air? How do we possess any of these things? By nature, water is always in motion. Plus, no one cared until our way of life made water scarce. Let’s focus on the root cause amigos.

We are in Santa Fe, eating a late lunch en route to Albuquerque, where we will be picking up 2 mamos and returning to Crestone tomorrow. Yes, you got it: we lost two in Bogota, victims of discrimination.

These are the last of the mega drives, and no tears from me. Coffee has really been helpful on these events. Sips I mean, you know, every so often. I was a naysayer, and I’ve publicly apologized and am apologizing to she who was and is right, the one and only, you guessed it, Mme Awesome.