Golden Point, a refuge for the living

Golden Point, a refuge for the living

At Golden Point on Sunday morning, it happened to be Spring Equinox. The luminosity of the shifting Spring skies, the threading of cool and warm breezes in between momentary sprinklings of soft rain and the silence was only interrupted by the lapping of wavelets on the rocky shoreline. We were held  in a few moments of deep calm, a few moments of reprieve from the information overloaded world of angst and disarray which fill the airwaves of our lives.

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