Bird watching as the migrating crew flys through with the shift of seasons..reading Celtic mysticism the memory of my ancestors... wearing red flares..feeeeelin my hair after shaving it a few months ago..such a feeling of rebirth I fully understand why babaji speaks of it as an a initiation....life at home...how divine...still smoking last seasons greens grown on the land...loving the cured medicine grown with love as I have started this seasons seedlings...