Sadhana Forest... Commune Life (without the Kool-aid) part 1.
March 19th 2009 My mornings begin with the waking of the sun. I lay motionless in my thatch hut, staring through the finely knitted mosquito net up at the ceiling. I roll gently through the dew that clings to my body, and listen to the gentle melody of the guitar as it dances its way into my ears. The rising song that changes every morning, but remains familiar with its methodical timing. i quickly throw on a
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