Finished my Osho Exams and now I'm spent, though not for long. I just need a space of poetry, of clay, of family, house and dog, of painting and cooking and time with my dear husband. Ordinary life, but now tinged with the warm light of a steady fire burning, burning, burning.

I've learned so much in the past 5 years, I'm barely the person I was to begin, and this is a good thing, because I've grown and matured and stretched in ways I didn't think were possible. But perhaps what amazes me more is to consider that being an Osho, a Buddhist Priest, is just the beginning...as Sensei says, I now have my driver's license.

Where am I going and how will I go? What will the travels reveal about my True Self, and those I interact with? Who will find solace and who will follow the path I've taken? I end, but the path doesn't end. Who will take up the last breath I take, and where will it lead them?

The path is mystery, none other, and when we connect to that knowledge, we are swept into a stream that has no beginning and no ending, a stream of love we live in so unconsciously, we barely wake to consider!

But wake to it, don't hold back! Together, we are called to awaken to our life in love, it's just right here!