It was a year ago that I got up the gumption, followed the instinct and booked that writing workshop at Esalen. Became a Friend and got the discount. Bought the flight. Arranged for child care for my 5 year old.
Winter on the central California coast. I made the drive alone in the rental car. Stopped in Cambria along the way and bought a “Big Sur bar” in the old fashioned gas station. On the radio INXS played “Never Tear Us Apart” as Hearst Castle loomed in the distance, the ever-winding road leading to the big tree forest.
“…I was standing, you were there, two worlds collided and they could never tear us apart…” Read more

