A Quest for Community
A personal journal of my first journeys to Damanhur & Auroville.
Sunday, October 26, 2003
After a relaxed meal sharing
Kim's delicious stew and huge salad, we pack our bags into the Roske's
big station wagon and at 9:30 pm Kim drives us to the LAX airport. It's
finally becoming real to me that I'm actually flying off to India in a
couple of hours. Kim and I embrace a bit tearfully and say our
fare-thee-wells. I watch her driving off and realize for the hundredth
time how very much I love her. What an incredible woman to not only
accept but to actively support my crazy adventures in Arcosanti,
Damanhur, and now Auroville! And she's my wife! How graced I am.
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