Sunday

Most people spend their Sunday in church but twice recently I’ve been at an empty McDonald’s playground at 9 a.m. while Lucas acts out a blast off into space or a Power Ranger scenario and I man mission control. It beats going to church which I did do one day in July when my mom’s church had a special outside service. I’ve actually attended that particular service for the past two years so that should mean something. Mom would deny she was ever there so I don’t suppose I have anyone to corroborate this statement. She does enjoy her weekly outing to church and she loves the singing.

It is still hot, hot here and the boys are learning to do lots of things in the water. Miles is fearless and tries everything he sees his brother do. This may not be a good choice for Miles as Lucas does most of his swimming under water.

Jane sent a long email the other day. This part is so Jane that I’ll have to quote it here: “Otherwise, I have been having lots of fun learning magical things at a light language weekend class and reuniting with my friend, Stacey, from Connecticut, who was my roommate when we did the don Miguel Ruiz journey to Teotihuacan 4 years ago. I took light language 1 and 2, and Stacey stayed for the whole following week doing light language 3. My circuits were pretty much blown and I knew it was more than enough for me to absorb at one bite. I've never had that much energy running thru me in my life. We were constantly admonished to keep our feet on the floor to keep ourselves grounded, to eat lots of dark chocolate and drink copious amounts of water, and to breathe. This is purportedly a teaching that has been handed from curandera or shaman to student through the years from Mayan times, and deals with light, color and geometric shapes, the various combination of which can be used to create grids for any purpose imaginable, from healing to creating a peaceful world. I felt like I was in the intense, super-speedy and far more spiritual version of 3 or 4 years at Hogwarts. It was pretty amazing.”

It’s nice to know that we each stay pretty much the same as we were in high school. Our lives took predictable paths and I think Jane could have written something close to this about her future when we were all 17.

Diana and I had a conversation the other day. She is planning on sending in the application for Washington State Environmental Learning Centers. We’ll see if anything is open for May 2008. It is great that someone is looking out for our future reunions. There’s always lots of talk but little action after the weekend is over.

Santa Barbara is beckoning as Anna Marie and family attend her brother’s wedding leaving them in need of an accompanying nanny. Hey, I volunteer to be a nanny anytime travel is involved. I’m assembling a kiddy goody bag of things to do when all else fails. I’ll let you know who wins.

For the September trip I have packed my Swahili dictionary, two whistles, and Swiss Army knife.