Last night we drove less then 10 miles south west and found ourselves buried in the Santa Cruz mountains. The Sun was on its way down. Golden rolling hills dotted with Chaparral green. The San Andreas fault. We parked and walked a short distance to view point from where the whole world could be seen. Right about then it sank in. The fringe enveloped me. I felt like I had come home to a place where everything made sense. The wind, the colors, smells. For a brief moment I wanted to follow this moment and this path into infinity, to the leave the fray behind. The moment wrapped around me like a warm blanket and all the uncertainty about upcoming surgery, chemo, finances, my place in the world, fell away.
I have long known the power of the fringe , but yet I continue to find myself in the fray. Perhaps it's conditioning, but maybe it's the evolution of our species taking its place in my consciousness.