That
first
summer
in
Gstaad
I
told
U.G.
"I'm
having
trouble
with
Claire."
"She's
only
a
child,"
He
said.
"Yeah
but
I
can't
relate
to
her."
Two
years
later
in
Palm
Springs,
after
a
long
intense
day
with
U.G.,
Claire
and
I
in
the
kitchen
our
hearts
opened.
U.G.
touched
people
at
a
level
no
one
could
understand
subtle
alchemy
suddenly
your
enemy
became
your
friend.
U.G.
never
spoke
of
these
strange
transformations:
the
deepest
happenings
around
him,
he
rarely
if
ever
mentioned.
Even
today
it's
hard
to
fathom
the
depth --
not
his
words
nor
actions,
some
hidden
dimension
some
vast
openness
beyond
human
understanding
but
any
of
us
who
were
close
to
him
felt
his
energy
call
it
love
or
peace
or
some
incredible
acceptance.
He
could
be
attacking
you
viciously,
yet
you
knew
he
accepted
you
more
than
anyone
ever
had.
Teasing
and
Making
fun
of
you
but
you
knew
a
love
that
no
one
else
could
give.
Demanding
everything
from
you
but
always
you
received
much
more
than
anything
you
ever
gave.
No
matter
what
he
said
or
did,
he
never
really
cared
about
himself
but
he
always
cared
for
you.
Even
when
he
seemed
to
reject
you
he
loved
you
the
most.
From
all
walks
of
life
from
everywhere
in the world
they
came
to sit with him,
live with him,
as
if
they
knew
some
secret
blessing
was
happening
in
his
Presence.