Tonight I allowed Eckhart to pick me up and sweep me off to dinner at Seafood Island at Araneta Center, where we had to fall in line for a table for two, then to Jam's for margaritas and light beer on Granada Street. The city was all ours.
Eckhart was a student in my Shamanism class at De La Salle University more than 20 years ago. He was 18 then, he is 41 now--time does fly. He was a Spirit Questor and still is. We spent most of the night discussing the abilities he had as a high school boy, which he still has. One never loses them after all.
If things go right, we'll make that road trip together for a prospective workshop in Candon, Ilocos Sur.
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