The first of everything

December 21st, 2009

“If you don’t see the Way you don’t see it even as you walk on it.” – The Identity of Relative and Absolute

In this week of returns and revelations, I’m leaving sand on your doorstep with a few repeat posts. Enjoy your time!

The sandwiches are packed; the watermelon sliced. Today I take the kids to the beach. It is the one day every summer every year that we do this: at season’s end, the four of us, giddy to go, spit-roasted on return. With me: the two teenagers who were once my babysitter’s babies, plus the baby who was once my own.

I believe in cycles like this, in anniversaries and observed traditions. But then, what’s to believe? They come on their own, the returns and repetitions, as reliable as seasons because they are seasons. All of life is a season. We dance in a circle the whole way! The rhythm insistent and true – our part is but to hear the music and move.

Next week we end these short summer months with a true family vacation. Venturing up north, where the ocean is darker, the air misty, the forests thick. Yesterday I remembered that Big Sur was the last vacation destination my husband and I took before Georgia was born. Hardly a vacation, it was the place that the full catastrophe of my sickness was felt, and the shock of its sudden conclusion would bear down. We spent three days roaming and moaning the northern coast, and on return, I was hospitalized. Georgia was born too soon after. This Sunday is the anniversary of her coming home.

So I’m riding the waves and wind these days, again, and next week I’ll find myself back at the first of everything. All over again. Completely new.

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  1. I love you, Mae!

    Comment by Jena Strong — August 22, 2008 @ 4:12 pm

  2. Have a wonderful, wonderful time.

    Comment by Shelli — August 23, 2008 @ 2:09 am

  3. The first sighting a new moon never fails to lighten the load and show all things wonderful.

    Have fun.

    Comment by mapelba — August 23, 2008 @ 2:10 am

  4. What a wonderful place to come full circle!

    Comment by Shalet — August 23, 2008 @ 2:29 am

  5. Thanks for the reminder that the circle continues, whether we take the time to notice or not. And many happy blessings to you and your little girl on the anniversary of her coming home. Bittersweet memories for you, I am sure.

    I love September. I am looking forward to its arrival.


    Comment by Debra W — August 23, 2008 @ 5:10 am

  6. I am enjoying sweeping up the sand you've left on my doorpost, what a relaxing activity.

    Comment by 6512 and growing — December 22, 2009 @ 3:21 am

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