I was in Tucson last weekend giving a workshop. I had a great time. The first thing I did that was wonderful was stay with a friend, a new friend, who was so lovely in every way. She took me to see this church the first afternoon, and told me a magical story about herself, that included a mystical vision. In some ways it gets harder to make real friends the older I get. But on the other hand, actually, it is easier than ever, because all it takes is being conscious, and open, and it seems there for the asking. I couldn't pick which photos of the Mission to exclude, so here they all are. Forgive me, but it was an incredible place, the colors reminded me of clay, and I felt I had entered into a new universe.
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