I had a nice dream this morning... so many people were coming for akhanda kiirtan!!! 

They were walking up a hill to the place where the akhanda kiirtan was going on. They were going up in lines that seemed like streams flowing from the mountain, and singing kiirtan while on their way... the actual kiirtan could be heard coming from speakers that were somewhere around filling the atmosphere, and it was so sweet ~~~~~~~ that kiirtan was like a magnet, drawing everyone unto it: margiis and non-margiis alike. In fact, most of the people were probably non-margiis. 

I felt that it was 'akhanda' not only in the sense that it was going on and on, but also in that it was attracting more and more people towards it. The upward flow of people that were moving towards the source of this kiirtan seemed never ending... 

Baba Nam Kevalam! Baba Nam Kevalam!