Laguna is a lovely, charming village of sorts…and there’s an eclectic blend of people…some people have money, some people don’t. There are people who live in their vans, who beg on the streets. There are street musicians and extremely talented artists. There are surfers who hit the beach as often as possible and skateboarders who sail down sidewalks and roads of tar every day. As I drive into Laguna, I see so much…the beauty of the ocean, the wayward traveller with a worn backpack and smile, a spiritual man walking in gardens behind the hare krishna temple, a hummingbird, intense sunsets…
Last Saturday, some volunteers went to Main Beach in Laguna to present “Free Hugs” to this town.
Here are some reasons this town could use a hug or two….
Laguna Fire of 1993: http://www.light-headed.com/asite/laguna/laguna_history/laguna_beach_fire.php
Â Just the positivity we created on January 6th of 2007….I feel will be rooted into the earth of this place of lovely natural wonders and give to some who lost everything they owned in fires and landslide.
On a personal note, my own family had a house fire in Laguna when I was four. We had to get all our belongings out before the whole place fell apart…luckily we got most out in time, but some things were not salvaged…and it just was a sad day with neighbors crying for us, some innocence as a child/family/community that at the time seemed lost forever.
And just after the “free hugs” with be the cause, I was able to show someone the house I used to live in that was refurbished/rebuilt. Just showing this to another brings things full circle. I moved back to Laguna Beach after college partly to unite again with the little girl in me who felt such magic here as a child before my sister, mom, and I had to move. So when I was hugging others on the corner of forest and Pch and on the boardwalk…I think subconsciously I was envisioning times where I used to sit atop my dad’s shoulders and we would all laugh and delight in just being a family and I realized I was embracing Laguna and hugging my mom, sister, dad and the loss they have felt, the child in me that little by little has let go of the sadness of a fairytale that seemed torn from me…like a perfect mirror…shattered.Â
Devastations like these…it’s surprising that citizens of the Earth continue to keep their heads up and walk on…but there’s been talk of a phoenix bird, and that creature has been said to rise from the ashes…and that’s just what I had to do, my family had to do, and many who are faced with some immeasurable circumstance that is a mystery andÂ something no one would want in their heart of hearts…but something that will forever change youÂ and grow you in ways unimaginable…