The lake heard the wild beautiful music; it heard the words during the workshops held at its bank; it received the rain that washed down through the rarified air of the place; it felt the vibrations of the feet that danced on the earth surrounding it. So many kinds of prayer went into that water. Now it is a Deep Well and They who tend it will keep what they need. Maybe there is some yummy juju left over, flowing into and through the One Well that serves all things, the vast cosmic storehouse of creativity and kindness. Read more