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A Dream I Won’t Forget

An enchanted forest kingdom, a big dark swimming pool, out to sea

Getting High, Staying High

Romance, prayer, peace

My Body

Chest pains, milk-and-honey days, my best friend

My Favorite Time Of Day

Late afternoon, dawn, 9:15 am

What Is Sex?

The cherry-on-top, some kind of magic glue, the whole world

The Music In My Life

A folk-mass at church, a mountain cabin full of friends, Sunday nights at the San Dune Tavern

How I Relax

A crystal drop of rain, a broken clock, a ball peen hammer

The Most Important Influence On My Life

Grandmom, a therapist, Yancey

Hitchhiking And Other Tales Of The Road

The shade of a lightpole, the glittering goose, Marc Chagal

Sunbeams

We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But if that drop was not in the ocean, I think the ocean would be less because of that missing drop. I do not agree with the big way of doing things. To us what matters is the individual. To get to love the person we must come in close contact with him. If we wait till we get the numbers, then we will be lost in the numbers. And we will never be able to show that love and respect for the person. I believe in person to person; every person is Christ for me, and since there is only one Jesus, that person is the one person in the world at that moment.

Mother Teresa