Wednesday, February 13, 2013


This first one is right before Sandy arrived. The air was starting to stir around like I've never felt it before. Even the trees were full of anticipation. I went out quickly to record the trees waving and thought to myself, "This is going to be fucked up."

The end of day when the light is just right. When it's fleeting. Inspiration strikes my eyes.

About Me

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In search of myself, I flew across the country from New Jersey to Los Angeles. The universe brought me to the gates of an Ashram on top of a mountain. The mother center of Self Realization Fellowship in Mount Washington, CA. One week later I am employed as a tree pruner and gardener at the mother center. The path to finding oneself is a peculiar one. This is a record of my spiritual observations through nature and life while employed as an Ashram Gardener.