There is nothing like putting one's body in the midst of novel Life Conditions. It is the clearest proof that our cognition is affected by context. In India the Purple flow of life's eddies captured me and I was taken on a journey of, was it holy?, syncronicities. In Peru, with its tallest mountain top in view, I found myself moved into a perspective, much as if I were taken over by and up to that mountain top. In Israel and Palestine Orange symbols of achievment vied for influence with the sounds and smells of little, bright eyed, goats. Here context brought me to awe and despair. And there are more stories to tell.....but later.