Rick and the Ocean

Well I made it to the ocean. Got my wish. Never thought it would be here, at the Pacific, at Ocean Beach, in San Francisco! My Brother Rick and I chat about bringing our soul gifts the world – ways to do things that are possible, small enough to happen, satisfying, and that bring something out – out to the people, out to our people, out to the Earth. 

Something about Mama Ocean brings me cellularly home – home to myself, home to the Source. Rick practices Chi Gung while the waves crash white. I find my solace in the reflection of this writing.