It’s coming!  The Full Circle Gathering. I feel the vibration and rhythm of the drum in its march. I finally hear it welcoming me with gentleness and Love! The sacred unknown connections of another generation of sweet memories in this, my  space, greeting me with warm embracing scents of memories I do not yet know. It has good, good bones, this home. Not a blank slate, but a space I will enter whose walls sing with what has already been there. They did it well and now passing

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My home burned down in the Malibu-Agoura firestorm on October 23, 1978. I was in 8th grade and I often think about what it must have...