stared at the blue inlaid turquoise Thunderbird in flight
that was sunken into the wide silver band. I had worn the
handmade Zuni ring almost every day for the past 12 years!


As I looked up at Rama, both of his hands were raised,
their palms held outward, fingers pointing to the heavens.
He scanned the large audience from left to right, paused
when our eyes met, and smiled while he nodded his head,
“yes, yes”.

Words don’t have the power to express the rest of my
evening. I went willingly into a state of mind that was
light years beyond any experience before. When the
evening’s workshop ended I was calm, happy, detached, and