We had mistakenly taken out Karthik's mums bag. (on a side note i need to research the possessive use- here- the apostrophe goes where his name or mums - or whose possession am i denoting?) Any who, Dheepu came by the embarcadero station to get it- I had taken it to work for the purpose of handing it off to him while en route to SFO (really not on the way , im more deep into the city by the financial district . Anyways Dheepu was talking about transitioning back into work; I could see the light in his eyes ( maybe the effect from coming from Bhava Darshan). She had apparently yelled at him for using the satsang stories. And fed him a Hershey kiss and asked him to sit by the side. I only consider him in the same group as me since She said so. Nobody else.
-- ABQ
Many nice experiences in ABQ. Malu's poem and the story of that is another epic in itself. I pray all a speedy journey into the arms of the Divine Mother. May all Her children, inanimate and not, receive the grace to recall the countless memories and journey with Her at their side.
Om Namah Shivaya

That was the last stop for me. I left before Devi Bhava, at around 4am from ABQ to Phoneix, back to SF. The weather is warm everywhere. ABQ was nearly 95 F and good lord for Arizona which is an oven. The retreat was quaint, very small, and serenely smooth. The Master seemed to take time with the darshan as it was not a huge crowd. I particularly like the Northwest part of the Tour. Though I rarely have done the East Coast. Everyday there is a new lesson. The Master emphasized having a practice. I have always believe so, though my peers never truly did I think. It is the cornerstone of the love which will guide you back. May we even shake death's grip with her Holy Name. Jai Ma!

The path of the ordinary and the spiritually thirsty; are inclined like two different slopes. One degrades without noticing, while the other climbs without notice. Both are alarmed at the speed, and the destination. What grace ! has fallen upon the firefly's of her Children. May they ever burn bright. As you go further, love will consume you, and a certain affection will reach out of your heart at every step. I have never had great visions, but I feel that now- the overflow - only to harness it , and climb higher. With each peak , comes a new vigor, and dawning to move forward, as there is much to go on this path, much to travel, much to see and experience. God makes creation a delightful play for the sadhak that earnestly surrenders to Her will. Rampage, health, beauty, death, and destruction are all in her , the incomprehensible one, the ever mysterious Mother of the world.

Dheepu will be traveling to NY for the program. I should have booked a ticket when I had the chance. These precious opportunities are like the rain season for the Chatak bird; your only time to drink and appease your thirst.