Ramona's Page

It was many a year ago. I was alone in a cabin in Los Gatos, CA. An age to explore the personal as separate and as one. I had decided already decided that it was true that all paths lead to/as God (Great Gamboo, or whatever is your pleasure, he/she/all/me/you etc....). This decision after much confusing ponderings and conversations, reading alouds and wrestlings, not without the help of my self-proclaimed guru father who could philosophize the skin off of a pomegranite. However, after letting… Continue