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Beloved Friends,

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Danke

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08/04/07 - Seattle

This is officially day one of the journey but I feel like I have been on it
for lifetimes. India has been preparing me for sometime and now I just feel
like I am physically in the space of actually getting there, decompressing
in Seattle. I have been dropping emotional attachments, karmas and feelings
for some time now. From the experience of letting go of a great love in my life, to releasing some attachments
with dear friends and relatives, to leaving my job, to having the humility
I experienced at SMPYW, to cultivating the most incredible relationships I
have ever experienced, and most importantly, to loving openly and honestly every single being in
my existence. I have experienced that blessed gratitude that draws one to tears. I have felt like and have let myself cry more recently then I ever have
in my life. The universe is giving me a chance to heal, a chance to be reborn
into the arms of Divine Mother India, I couldn’t imagine a greater path
then this moment. My stomach churns in AWE.

 

Upon my arrival to Seattle, the onward flow of letting go has already become
the essence. My first destination did not work out so, instead, I was received
by great friends of mine, the Carvers. Brian picked me up from the bus and
drove me to a mall where I would spend the next few hours working on my emails,
website and connecting with dear friend CARLA, who has been playing and extremely
important role in my life right now. The details of that journey can be found
in the Universe. If you need them, just pick up the subconscious phone or
go sit in meditation for a few minutes and I will tell you the details. Almost
all relationships are purified and healed and the ones that are not I am going
into the space of healing my attachment to the resolve and just letting them
be. My life is as pure as it has ever been and I thank god every day for this
opportunity.

 

So, I worked for a few hours in a local Barnes and Noble and then decided
to go see, “Into the Wild” One word, Deep. Sean Penn has a way
of making everything he puts his hand on dig deep into the roots of your soul.
The book was amazing, and the movie was a tearjerker and full of conscious
thought and activity. The world is changing and people are waking up. I do
not think that this path would be the path that I would recommend. After the
movie, in the flow I received an immediate call and was picked up by Brian
and dropped off at a coffee shop where I would do a little more work and then
go the Long Kriya with the Seattle AOL folk. What a blessing that was, coming
off of 2 hours of sleep, I was recharged for the rest of the evening. Thank
GOD for Shudarshan Kriya.

 

After the breath, we ate an incredible meal in where I found myself feverishly
attracted to a young Asian waitress. Basically, the whole entire day I spent
in a constant state of sexual desire. There are so many beautiful objects
in this world that turn me on. I allowed myself the feelings and enjoyed what
they brought up.
In the past, I would have acted, today; I sheltered my feelings in love, as they are just feelings.

 

After dinner I was brought back to the Carver’s house and enjoyed a
little more work and got to spend time re-organizing my bag with my great
friend Jameelah, whom introduced me to the AOL and whom will be taking me
to the airport on Monday morning, Suiting. I am so extremely grateful for
this being; I cannot begin to tell you. God brought her into my life and does
now granting me the great send off through her love spirit. What a blessing.

 

Then I laid down into the arms of the Divine.
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08/05/07 – Seattle to Olympia

 

WOW I woke up late and woke up in one of those spaces of having no idea where
and the hell I was. I was disoriented and upset that I was not woken up to
go to my destination on time, then, I immediately let go and allowed myself
back into the flow. So I made a few calls and delayed my trip down to Olympia
and spent a little more time with a great friend. Then we parked and I went
into a deep discussion with a great friend about deep intimacies in our lives
and how our intuitive processed work and how our minds can make us believe
the most ridiculous things. Oh will, all good. We walked through the pain
and conditioning to come to a deeper, more expanded state in our consciousness.
I love the challenge of my deep relationships. They bring the most fulfillment
and joy, once we get past the initial EGOIC state. I am here now, where are
you? Email me. Say Hello!!!

 

Olympia: After a couple hour bus ride I landed in a quant little town of Olympia
California where I would reconcile with a great friend of mine from back in
the Day. He is employed at Starbucks and is in the midst of heading up a counter
culture space in the backwoods. Paradox…yes. Starbucks has become a
Mecca in the underground, promoting conscious music to the masses; I feel
like good things are happening and as the consciousness shifts, they will
play a part in the unveiling. Letting go of coffee and servicing the greatest
good. They seem like an adaptable company that is not attached to a certain
way. We will see. So I arrive and give my blessings to a great friend and
take off on a journey of this little town. Figuring the bus system and looking
for the last little items I must collect before my journey. Camera, batteries,
Book Light and a couple of other miscellaneous things. So I venture to the
MALL. Mmmmmmm, the mall. Feel the consumerism. For the next two days I will
spend half my time on the outskirts of modern reality confined to a resort
type living space overlooking an enchanted forest and the other half in and
out of malls, collecting things I may or may not need for this journey. I
will prepare as a Westerner and possible come back with….nothing. We
will see.

 

I end up finding the camera of my dreams, but take the day to let it settle
into my mental space and head back to home base, Starbucks. Meanwhile, there
is a huge arts festival going on in this 5-block town. Oh yeah, on the way
back to town I sat at the top of a hill and did Kriya and meditated, then
intuitively felt the strong urge to move, Chance was on break. We hung for
a few and then I took my computer and went to a local coffee shop where I
would find some blessed musicians playing incredible cover songs in there
own way. I was blessed and was able to get a great amount of work done in
the mean time. After a couple hours, I turned my focus toward food and indulged
in what might possibly be the most Mexican food I have ever had a chance to
put into my system. Guacamole, a three handed Vegi Burrito and huge ball of
fried ice cream…mmmmmmmmmm. I was done. Time to get home to the space
where I have been waiting to see, The Counter Culture House in Olympia Washington.

 

We did not arrive home until around 12Am…………..

 

08/06/07 – Olympia

 

That was after Chance called a friend to drive us the 20 minutes that would
have cost us $35 in a cab. During that ride, I had a chance to meet Blue and
Marie and Blue’s adorable little child whom loved to shout out random
things all in the name of love. Blue was studying Indian dance so we connected
instantly and gave a big, respectful hug on the way out. Maria ended up singing
to us in the car over a song that Blue burned for her. Maria grew up in Vegas
and moved into this lush, forest-filled environment a few years ago, hence
the everlasting smile on her face. She is so happy to be in the present moment.
So much love.

 

When we arrived at the house, the first thing I laid my eyes on was an intensely
long, multi-colored, brightly lit school bus that was full of people. Supposedly,
fuelled on many substances, these people had been working tirelessly to clean
and arrange the inner workings of this renovated, Bio-Diesel school bus to
get it ready for an upcoming journey. The vibration of the house was that
of substance filled consciousness. This is one of the phases into our realization
of the self. Many people have ingrained the conceptual mind to know what consciousness
is, but find the only way to deal with the unconsciousness is to sedate themselves
in substance to escape the pain of there internal, collective struggle, thus
negating the highest purpose which it feel is learning to live in the world
with abandon, nonattachment and being rooted in the now, experiencing the
collective pain as a passing phase and learning from each moment. I stepped
lightly into the darkness with an open heart; there is a reason I am here.
My mind constantly filled with judgment and ego as I wished for this society
to replicate the vibration we have in Santa Monica, but each phase is a step
and each step is part of the whole.
Into the late hours of the night, as chills from the 30-degree difference
in temperature infused itself into my nervous system, we built a fire and
I played soft music until our minds went to sleep. The day was long, the night
was young and our journey was that of the sleep world. So we did just that…
In the morning, in a familiar state of unfamiliarity, I woke up, freezing.
I instantly built a fire, put on some soft music and enjoyed a morning of
simplicity. The journey of the inside is on and in this, carpet stained, energetically
dysfunctional environment, I found bliss in my transitional phase and took
great joy in seeing into the coming moments as having much less, with even
more organized chaos.

 

Within a few hours I was greeted by Zen, a mentally still brotha of who seems
to be the leader of the movement in Olympia. We shared many thoughts and concepts
and looked into our future as purveyors of consciousness. His ideas were magical,
yet I envisioned more work on his internal structure to ultimately create
the outer manifestations he envisioned. His presence was deep, still and his
focus when we shared our moments of musical bliss we admirable. He has such
an incredible devotion to his playing. The type of person that could play
for 2 days straight even if his hands were full of blood. We connected on
many levels and I am sure we will partake in future endeavors.

 

After an hour of jamming and connecting in the musical plain, Chance, the
lovely Mariana and Zen took off on a consumer journey into the depths of it.
We experienced places like Best Buy, Target, Office Max, and Ace Hardware
to name a few. We were steeped in the bliss of the over indulgent Western
Culture. I was so happy to experience it one last time.

 

Before our journey into Americanism I was able to receive a well-guided tour
of the property. They had 40 different kinds of fruit and vegetables ripe
for the picking, baby goats, a winery, a boat and dock, as the property was
located right on the sound, kayaks, an hammock, and much much more. The property
was ready for the ultimate conscious-life experience, all it needs is a solid
foundation of individuals to come in and maintain the structure. There is
a possibility that that could be in my future. We will see.

 

After engulfing the largest omelets I have ever seen and spending another
$600 dollars, we made our way back to the property from town and began our
journey into the night. The initial reason for my coming to Seattle and Olympia
in the first place was to throw an event on this beloved property. The event
was never constructed and the band that was playing had a falling out, so
there was a sense of stillness that occurred on this night that was necessary
for my decompression and preparation for the journey. I was steeped in gratitude
for the space. We lit up a fire and then…the band showed up, switch.
OK, now it is time to play some music.

 

The vibration of the people that were attracted in this community could use
a lift. It seemed that people were infused in the realm of thought and this
community was a way out. In this new paradigm shift we are not looking for
the way out, but the way through our old conditioning, facing every fear and
pain directly in the face thus to build compassion and love for all walks
of life situations. Running away will only persist the pain for years to come.
Nuff Said.

 

With that perception, we jammed the night away with love-encompassed grooves
intertwining hip-hop, soul, bluegrass, funk and folk. I had a chance to connect
a little deeper with one of the band members and saw the light shining bright.
The world, an ever changing, ever expanded continuity of divine receptivity
leaves no room for separation we are all a station of light, sometimes the
train arrives late, sometimes early and occasionally right on time. The point
is that it ALWAYS arrives.

 

08/07/07 – Olympia - Seattle

 

It is incredible how the right music always
finds you in the right moments. I have briefly engaged in the ethereal, majestic
sounds of Xavier Rudd in the past, but the profound connection to the upcoming
journey and his song “Solace”

 

 

bring a clarity and wisdom that I know I
will have the opportunity to express in the upcoming months. I look forward
to those changelings.

We woke up around 10 am to the sound of a rapid-fire snore from the other
room. It was interesting, these people showed up in the middle of the night
and brought along with a familiar darkness from my past. The darkness of the
late night binge run and the super snoring friend that won’t allow you to
lie in that restless, anxiety filled place you call sleep. I smile at the
reflection and go on a little journey with my new friends to the Sound. Equipped
with my new camera, I was on a mission for greatness and in the images below
you will be able to catch the essence. It was a blessed but short journey
in which we read from and unknown master and shared these final moments with
my newfound friends. Then, all the sudden, time to go. Life in the moment,
living through intuition brings joy beyond words. When the time comes to move,
something will stir inside and I know it’s time and linear thought construction
of past and future is slowly becoming a forgotten memory, only after a few
short days. Wow, I am ready.

 

So I give my hugs, exchange my connections and set off to town to catch the
greyhound back up to Seattle. One stop on the way, Mudd Bar: an organic chocolate
bar that sent my senses spinning through the stratosphere of bliss. My chocolate
addiction reaffirmed itself in those few indulgent moments savoring the little
piece of heaven. Thank God for Mudd Bars.

We arrived and my bus was 45 minutes late so it gave me an opportunity to
really share and bond with my great friends and express my vision for the
space. There are such magical things that can happen in a space like that
with the right foundation. We played a little more music and just respected
and loved each other for a few more moments while my bus arrived. Then, it
arrived and with a deep glance and a loving embrace, I moved on.

 

On the bus I met a 15-year-old boy who was well on the path at a very young
age. Servicing his community and friends with abandon. What a blessing to
know that greatness is spreading through our world and the desire to do well
is becoming the “IN” thing. Blessing, Blessing, Blessing.

I was carted in the rain by my great friend back to their house in Kirkland
where I would get a chance to touch up a few last minute things in the community
and make a few phone calls. We had an incredible American dinner of Boca Burgers,
Fries and Broccoli with a side of Soy Milk and Vanilla Ice Cream and Berry
sauce for the finisher. I couldn’t imagine a better way to leave the states
then with an all-American meal, vegetarian style. Yeah, I am very sentimental.
So be it.

I was able to catch up with a great friend from back in the day, Carrie, whom
rescued me from many circumstances and was made aware that she had made the
step onto the path. Again, blessings.

I stayed up until 2:30 talking with my creative partner and my journeyman
partner while clearing and updating the 4dalove.org website and the Full Moon
Rising Myspace page. When I finished at 3am I……..  

 

08/08/07 – Seattle – Newark –
In the Air to Bombay

 

Realized my sleep was cut to 1 hour and
a half. Oh well, what great task is in my future? A 20 hour flight to India.
I can handle it.

I gathered my items, hopped in the car and relaxed into my knowing of the
great change of scenery in my future.

While I stood in line I could not help but notice the misery in the faces
of the public. Each and every face I would lay my eyes on had the look of
disconnect and treachery. Smiles were non-existent. It was as if I was in
the line at the morgue, waiting my turn for death. How can people live their
lives with a frown, awaiting the great end, not realizing the end will never
end and the beginning never began? We are only here, now. This was a clear
reflection of a conditioned insanity. And, I do remember a time when I felt
insane for not believing in the misery of the world. I smiled and sent them
love and compassion and wished every one of these people a messenger of the
mindless, space less being that they can rest in when they lose the idea of
their little mind and tap into the big mind. This was a great opportunity
for me to see the connection inside myself to these beings; I have just chosen
to not see the unhappiness as my life. If you are asking the question to yourself,
“How do you know that they are unhappy?” I will simply sum it up like this:
How do you feel when you are with a friend you know is upset, a loved one
that is in pain, share space with negative people. Our intuition is more powerful
then we think and when you walk with an open heart and the stillness of mind,
tapping into the energy fields of those around you becomes second nature.

Now I sit cramped in a small space on my first flight to Newark, New Jersey
and I am in love…with the whole.

 

In the airport in Newark I had the opportunity to patch up a few things and
make a few calls to some people I felt I needed to touch base with. Exchanged
messages with my old boss, send out a text to my great friends, called the
bank, called t-mobile and called a past love who has decided to step away
from my physical existence for the time being. Being that the transition was
abrupt I felt that I needed to express my love and devotion to her highest
good and clip the tie that binds my aching child. She actually did try and
reach me again as I was on the phone but left no words and within the time
it took me to call back; she disappeared again like a phantom. That is God’s
plan for our relationship now. I have no reason to resist. My love is beyond
the form.

I did get to spend some more hours sitting in the tonal space of my great
friend Carla and her son Sebastian before I got on the plane and was blessed
with the abrupt letting go of the conversation as another great friend and
mentor Ashish called in on the line with only a few seconds left before my
departure. What an endearing connection.

Backing up a bit, I got a glimpse of what it is going to be like in the Indian
environment. I have never seen more people feverishly attempt to be the first
to board a plane that they would spend the next 14 hours on. The vibration
is the room was lifting and I sensed a relation to the people of this country
like none other. I look into their eyes and see myself and all my existence.
This is truly going to be a magical journey to say the least.

 

As I entered the plane the organized chaos was very comforting and I was grateful
to stay present to it and work my way around the plane until I landed in my
seat next a lovely young girl from New York City. Friendly, adorable and quick
witted we shared a few moments of bliss and many more moments zoning out on
the 5 inch TV screens that sit in front of us. I previously watched Even Almighty,
which, funny enough, happened to be one of the last billboards that I saw
leaving Los Angeles. I also got to see an episode of some hospital based show
that featured non other then my great inspirational music friend Dave Matthews.
He played a mildly retarded patient that was a piano virtuoso but trapped
in his childlike behavior, never having a chance to mentally grow past age
4. HE WAS REALLY GOOD. I am honored to be inspired by such a great talent.

Well it is coming up on 12AM California time so I am signing off. 7 hours
from now I will step foot on the Motherland. YEAH.

Blessings.  

 

08/09/07 - Arrival in Bombay

Slept a lot. Got a little stirred up. Woke up and eyes were glued shut. Mmmmmm.
20 minutes from my arrival into India I started to feel the butterflies. Those
simple little butterflies of thinking that things may not work out the way
that I envisioned the to work out. What an Extremely funny way to look at
things since they are already taken care of. It is all in the stars. The great
Divine has my back at all times. When I finally got into Bombay, about 45
minutes late, I got off the plane and was surprised by the stillness in the
airport. There was literally nobody in the place. So I walked for a while
went through customs and went to baggage claim. Both bags arrived unharmed,
yeah. Then I stopped very briefly to grab some rupees from the local bank.
Exchange rate was all the way down to 38 Rupees for a Dollar. WOW, US, we
are really sinking, time to wake up.

After I grabbed a little cash I made my way into the space where all the families
and friends are allowed to congregate and await their loves reunion. Instantly,
the temperature changed and there was a sense of intensity in the crowd. As
I walked through I was overwhelmed by the intensity. The energy felt like what it must have been like for the Beatles
to enter a town. To these incredible people, everyone is their life is a Rock
Star. I looked at the signs and looked for my name in the lineup and then,
as none of them were for me, something started to stir inside. What am I going
to do in this craziness if nobody picks me up and then my heart dropped and
my soul opened up as I saw a picture of my beloved Sri Sri Ravi Shankar and
below his picture were the words Mr. DAN. God bless Guruji. Hello India…