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Revisiting the Sacred
Transcending time and space
Since those long ago summer days the group dispersed in all directions and lost connection with each other. They had been such an intimate group back when they did the ceremonies together but now Jack had no idea where any of them lived or how to get in touch with them.
He thought it would be a grand idea to have a reunion at the old site but since he was unable to contact any of them he drove out to the site himself. He had sent out psychic messages to each member of the old group but he had no expectations of that working. He had searched for them on the internet but could find nothing whatsoever. It was like they all disappeared.
Jack parked his SUV at the end of the dirt road. He put on his straw farmer’s hat to protect his face from the blazing desert sun and got out of the vehicle. Looking all around him, he slowly walked the barely discernible foot path leading up the hill that he had walked so many times before, so many years before.
Taking a deep breath, he was flooded with memories. Everything smelled the same as back during that summer. The smell of the desert was one of Jack’s very favorite smells. As he climbed the small hill he walked past sagebrush, cacti, blooming chamisa, and small shrubby juniper and pinon trees. The only sound was his footsteps.
