Spending Time with My Mentor

Hi Everybody!

Befuddled Bill as we snap a self-portrait with my iPhone.

I think he is a mystic. My friend. And mentor. Bill. He lives this life in a different way, as if his eyes can peer through the light dust that covers everything and see right into the heart, the truth of whatever it is. In his younger days Bill loved to hike in the rugged San Gabriel Mountains that loom large, just east of Los Angeles, and one morning he brought me along. There he is, scrambling to the top of a ridge, opening his arms wide, as if he is making the universal gesture for THANK YOU and bellows the words “Wonka Tonka. Big medicine.”

Read More