There are no happier people on this planet than those who decide that they want something, define what they want, get hold of the feeling of it even before it’s manifestation and then joyously watch the unfolding as, piece by piece by piece, it begins to unfold. That’s the feeling of your hands in the clay.
Excerpted from San Francisco, CA on 8/18/01
Our Love,
Esther
(and Abraham and Jerry)