The interface of the metaphysical, the physical, and the cultural. Creating My Own Reality My Writing Sadhana. The Village of the Smoky Hills a short story. Walking the Wheel of the Year. Zenith Arc My Sunrise Sadhana. To perform a sunrise vigil. The cold, furtive wind. Skittering across the crusted snow. Searching for who knows what. In every nook and crevice. Chases deer through the woodland.

Thursday, December 3, 2009. Atlas, Hotdrops, and the Coalition. Lets start with the first. That meant that they would have to come back! The Stealthfield guys get ready for our bombing run, Elo runs outside and bubbles the fleet, and we warp in. Unfortunately, only one wing warped on .

No hotlinking, please! .

Your heart is your home, where ever you will go. The chapter in Ankara is coming to an end. This happened all too quick and everything is unfolding perfectly well. But just before I move on to what according me feels like the real capital city in Turkey, i. Istanbul;I am off to Kuşadası first. Am going back to Vipassana. Se ninġabru l-Belt biex niftakru fil-vittmi u familthom.

Thursday, June 30, 2011. Some are desperate to see results.