Thursday, April 08, 2004

8 April 2004 #Special edition From Anglesea with the Venerable Ajahn Kalyano#

first night and i’m already sore, my back is aching from the drive but it wasn’t to bad having Julie along for the ride and someone to talk to who is on a similar wavelength. You can already feel the positive energy in the whole place where everyone is after the same thing, my head aches from the city shit, cars and money how you can love it, the fumes of greed and negative all the love and care are not relative


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