After waking from a lucid dreaming practice with the title of another book, I walk into the dusk as if in a dream. Left and north and all along, I come to an open gateway to a temple in the heart of venice where I recognize the flowing shawls of krishna devotees.
“Is this a krishna temple?” I ask the woman walking out of the gate.
“It is. We are having Prasadm inside, you are welcome to come in and have a vegetarian feast with us”
Thankyou I say.
I go in and take off my shoes. I recognize eagle spirit inside. I say hello. He has an off focus eye like andreas.
A young man catches my eye andi say hello. He says, “the only thing you need to know is that everyone loves you.” I thank him, kiss his hand, and walk away. Everyone is my spiritual teacher.

Eagle spirit and I sit down in a big circle. I invite him to sit down at the end. We talk and I meet bumblebee and her husband from ojai-portland. We talk. She asks what I do I tell her I make baby mobiles.
“Are they expensive?” She asks.
“Very” I say.

I would like to say, how much would you like to give me? I will always make something for a child, how much would you like to give me?

This way I can be devoted, devotee. This way I can be of service, and let others energy flow freely, from their heart. I only want to receive as much energy as the universe through others wants to give me.

I would like to do this.



About noah crowe

I was born without a name. Later my family named me Noah Crowe. Crowe is my father's last name. I am an artist. Rather, I am a human being, seeking to know what I am. I am writing this blog to document my quest to know who I am in this world for my unborn son (and/or daughter). My father never passed on his journey to me, and I believe that it is story and ritual that informs our world; the worlds we live in, internally and externally. This is my way of giving myself, and my potential son, a window into this process of finding spiritual meaning and service in a culture that I find to lack the foundation of integration between the spiritual, the communal, and the societal.
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