There is a commercial complex near the bridge and there I met Kurt. He has a music shop where he gives music lessons and, also, astrology readings. His astrology is Western. We traded readings – Eastern and Western. He is a very special person with a light, sweet energy – like a deva which I think in the West they call an angel. He has had a hard life, also, with many difficult relationships. In this we are similar. And he is also a yogi. There are pictures of him doing yogasanas on the walls of his shop where I believe he also lives. I have been helping him a little bit in his place and he has been teaching me some things about American music of the 60′s and 70′s which I like very much. He is also a fan of some Hindi music which I know like the back of my hand. We can speak endlessly and there is no doubt that there is some past life connection between us. He has a spare van that he does not use and he has allowed me to sleep in it. It is a very big relief not to be sleeping in the dirt under the bridge. I do miss the sound of the creek – but the flow of grace continues to carry me.