May 24, 2016
I’m driving through Atlanta, Georgia, thinking, “Wow! This feels so familiar, yet has just a tiny twinge of longing to be home here. I HAVE a home, and it’s now in the California desert, not here in Dekalb County as it was for twelve years. That was my past!”
Nonsenory Immersion feels grounding, expanding, acceptable, yes, and even essential as a part of my consistent message. Today, there’s no question of whether I would do this exercise. It is a welcome moment in my day!









