Tuesday Morning Thoughts

Hey Soul Mates,
it's a very rainy day here in L.A. I'm battling a cold. Day 2. Not the flu, mind you.
I hope you all are doing well. Only a few days left in 2004. I'll be glad to see 2005. This is going to be a big year for all of us in RHS and those of you who have supported us. We plan to get out of town for some shows/festivals/music conferences, etc . There are recording dates with Richard Bosworth. Lots to look forward to.

I still have 2 more records to rank in my top 10. I will try to post #2 tonight. Ah, suspense.
Off into the squall.
Love, Power, Peace

p.s. Send some good energy to SE Asia. That tsunami was no joke.

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