after smoking some very strong weed with michelle and noah her lovely son i made my way to the bed she had prepared, wow, king size mattress, i slipped into a strange stoned sleep that hovered between states, i focused on my breathing and must have slipped into a deep deep sleep, well needed obliteration, the float tank state, everything gone. i awoke with the sound of trance like indian music, everyone still sleeping, i wandered through the house, it's a kind of concrete building on a kibbutz in the middle of an alien landscape, warm desert wind blows in from syria, a mountain range in the distance looks like the folds of skin on a woman's thigh, the excitement of being here kinda kicked in, i sit on the deck watching the birds and listening to the jackals in the distance, there's a massive cactus opposite me and i look at it's fruit, the sabre. they make some kind of cocktail from it here, a chocolate liqueur with and orange taste. heading back indoors i see the remnants of last night, we smoked a lot of weed. micheal the tantra teacher has had a similar path to mine, we share a lot of stuff. she's about to run a workshop for 30 women and wants some help from me, i cast my mind back to the days i ran quantum sex with the professor, yeah i give her some ideas.
after a breakfast of spinach eggs, salad and figs and that amazing arab coffee i love we go for a drive down to the kinerret which is the sea of galilee, it's simply one of the most beautiful places on earth, i will attempt to walk across it tomorrow. we drive around stopping for photo's and lookout points, i get stung by a bee i stand on barefoot, the pain is searing and intense, like a hot needle in the sole but it passes quickly as i stand there grinning for a photo.
later we head home, a big almost full moon hanging in the sky, tomorrow i will meet the witch michelle says.