"When you plant a seed of love, it is you that blossoms" - Ma Jaya Sati
living without home, but with a car we called home. It was Cindy who unabashedly introduced us to her neighbors when we rolled out from a night of sleep in our car, "These are our people!" Her daughter and Cindy's best friend arrived yesterday to celebrate a rite of commitment -- a wedding, and honored us with the first visit from 'ohana from Hawaii. Our son, Christopher has visited and been with us many times, but, as Pete said, "That's like he's coming home when he's here." We created sacred space in our woodland orchard to welcome our family, and remember a dear one with flowers, chant, stories, tears, laughs and good food. The raspberries and a few blueberries were ripe for gathering and much fun was had walking, gathering, munching and naming the la'au (growing things). Weaving the sadness into the lei of the day thanks to the technology of cybernetics and microwaves ('aue!) I saw pictures from home and we safely pinned what is important to our hearts and our souls. Mahalo Kaliko and Susie. Mahalo Cindy. Ahhh...
"Ua ola loki i ke aloha.
Love gives life within." - 'Olelo No'eau