I am Tahasi Massk
A few decades ago, on the 18th day of a month we knelt, and spoke the words. The words that added outward recognition to a growing inward unity. And each month we celebrate this day. Sometimes we eat. Enjoying the heat enriched aroma rising to dance around your senses. Sometimes we walk. Savoring the delicate colors painted across the evening clouds in the west. Sometimes we simply remind each other. A few words all that is needed to remember that this day means just a little more. It was the day we became more than just you and me.