This is like a gift to me. Tim has read what I have written so far. It's interesting how sacred and profane mix freely together. All talking is profane. All writing is profane.
Monks are great performance artists.
As folks walk up to read Gold Dust, they go up my ladder. The performance was magical. Sunanda gave us prasadam as if on cue from Radha falling off the speaker. And, Adam and Dave came in the middle of the music in tasteful ways. The audience picked up on the silence as they walked in.