There was a popular book decades ago about the major passages we all encounter in this precious Life. We’ve just returned from a tender collection of passages that ended not long after this sunset out beyond the dunes of Oceano.
The critical health condition of a family member in the Sacramento area moved this cheerful and sweet woman to busy herself mowing the lawn on the small farm of her father as dark thoughts passed like clouds.
Leaving there we saw patterns in the sand reflecting the timeless river’s passage, mirroring the patterns we each leave behind in every interaction.
Stopping in San Jose for delightful moments with family there, the next generation paused in a family bike ride to say hi.
There were many feelings and memories to process during our beautiful passage from there, flying home to our little nest. A lonely lake in the hills above San Jose like one I used to ride my bike up to and swim several miles across and back as a teen.
In the golden glow of evening we took a detour past Mission San Antonio de Padua where generations passed before us.
Near the mission is Lake San Antonio where I once collected some memories that found their way into a screenplay named Lake Holiday. Today it is mostly a dry riverbed.
Flying on we passed more memories of our time on this planet, and of the Citizen whose childhood memories motivated him to build this coast view castle.
So it was that we met the sunset at the top of this post, and we now savor moments with loved ones as our paths mingle in this dance of passages.
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