I was walking around the sacred craft shapers expo in Ventura a few weeks ago when I came across John Peck. Our paths have crossed several times in the last few years, we hang out in some of the same Yoga circles and a few years back I camped next to him and his nephew Jesse in San Juanico. Every time I run into him it seems like he is a different John Peck.

In Mexico isolated with no one around he talked my ears off with tales of living in a commune in Hawaii, astral travel, yoga, government conspiracies, early days of surfing and a plethora of other tales and yarns. Other times I would see him at legends and shapers events and he would act like he barely recognized me and appear visibly uncomfortable in the midst of large crowds and decide to just sit and meditate in front of a thousand of his closest friends.

I snapped this pic with his permission of him meditating in the center of the Ventura sacred craft event. After I snapped the picture and began walking away I noticed a slight grin on one side of his face I thought to myself “what a cosmic prankster”.