I am in shock and awe of the news while here in India, the home of conscious death. I respect and feel your energy coming within me. I am not accepting yet, but maybe I will. I will miss you, the world seems empty with a wider vortex without you. I felt a very deep affinity for you. You were someone I could confide in even the most personal secrets. When in a dilemma about an important decision, I could go to you. You were open, present, and intimate at all times, while respectful and sincere. Generous with your things. Thanks for all the beautiful gifts the world is blessed with from you.
Thanks also for your beautiful gift to Ecosexuality: When Nature Inspires The Arts Of Love. Is the Earth a he, or a she? Your prosody rich with warm emotion and intellectual brilliance resonates within me, as you leave these open questions with us.
Thanks to those who delivered the news with grace and awe, KamalaDevi MacClure and Annie Sprinkle.
These memories are too recent to even think I’ve lost your company, at least in live existence. With Deborah Taj Anapol , at Open Secret Bookstore in San Rafael, California, summer 2010, and at Piazza del Pantheon, Rome, Italy, summer 2014.