can we agree there is no such thing as time...?
then I can drop all sense of chronological blog entries.

so, somewhere in the blur of our travels, I remember we were driving from the dead sea to tel aviv.
and by the road side we saw him...so proud and yet so cute, so at home in himself and his desert wilderness...

we pulled over for camel darshan



he whispered the secrets of the universe in our ears...



..had a special word for manose...



and gave deva a ride on his magic carpet...



namaste swami and peace be with you...



then we continued on through the desert, next stop tel aviv