can sit down.”

The stern task master persona spoke, “All of you need
to get your tonals in order before the desert trip.
Everything in order. If your life is not in order, I do
not want you out in the desert with me. For those of you
who have health problems that preclude your attendance, I
understand. I know who you are. You don’t need to be with
us in the physical. If you sit in meditation while the
desert trip is in full swing, you will be there.”

Before our meeting ended we sat in meditation. While
the rest of the world ate popcorn and watched TV, our group
of 300, sitting in Beverly Hills, faced the doorway to
Samadhi. The holy man was the doorway, and some of us