Kallah-la-Land!
June 25th, 2007B”H
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Landed today in Albuquerque to set up for the Aleph Kallah. Working also on the final details for the Maggid Conference at the end of July in Berkeley. Wow. So much is happening these days, it’s hard to take in. With all of this constant travelling it’s hard to place “home” or even the concept of home. So, I’m revisioning my life quick. I think I will always be a traveller, but I need to be rooted somewhere. Is that somewhere Eugene? Is that somewhere Berkeley? Is it going back and forth between the two? I think for this upcoming year just establishing a schedule and commiting to it will be a giant leap forward. Maybe that seems obvious, but try doing my work in the world from one place and you’ll soon see how not obvious it all is.
Meanwhile, here I am in ALB. for Kallah. It’s nightime here and the desert wind has kicked up in a big way. Something just got knocked over outside, a ladder or something. I love it. I love mornings and nights in the desert. Afternoons I’m not so crazy about. The Dry Heat doesn’t do me well, and I’m already showing some signs of heat rash– but it’ll be alright. Oh hey– speaking of rash, I pulled a total LAME-O this afternoon and walked right smack into a light pole. Knocked myself over, scuffed my hands and got this great road rash on my arm. Not tremendously injurious, and the signs of it will be gone by the time folks arrive next weekend… but I had a good laugh at myself for sure.
Have found myself listening to a lot of Punk Rock again lately. Hardcore Punk, not that light disneyland stuff others call Punk. Yes, it’s true, even spiritual leaders listen to things like Punk Rock music. I’m finding myself going back to a lot of my early imprinting and influences– so much so I’ve considered calling myself a punk anarchist maggid, but since that fella back east has monikered Anarchist into his maggidic persona, I’m afraid people would nail me as a poser (even though I was both Punk and Anarchist before he was born.) Well, that’s okay. Those labels don’t really define me anymore than anything else does anyways. Which, when you think about it really is a true anarchist position:)
Well, have to get up in the bright and early, so heading toward bed.
Blessings Ya’ll!!