"Go outside," a little voice said
I spent last weekend attending a course in LA, and visiting my parents in Long Beach. We woke up Sunday morning with just a couple of agenda items...including attending James Ross' memorial service at the Ojai Art Center.
Driving north on 101, at 10:15am, I remarked how blue the sky was, without being fully aware of the low air temperature. I said to Jodi, "I'm going for a ride when I get to Ojai."
Before I knew it, I'd arrived home to find it was a bit on the "chilly side." I redressed anyway (though not wearing nearly enough as it turned out) for a ride.
"Go outside," a voice in my head said.
"It's cold outside," said another!
"Go outside..."
By my watch, I had a good 90 minutes of riding time. It would be enough to do "The Hills of Ojai."
Up Signal
Up Gridley
Up Thatcher
Up Dennison
Up Foothill (and home!)
Pavement blurring under my wheels, I'd labored up (and coasted down) Signal Street. Next it was out toward the east end...
There, a half block ahead of me, I saw a group of riders turn on to Grand. Then another group...then another, and this one larger. I rode up alongside Ron Lathrop of Bicycles of Ojai and saide, "I wondered when we'd get a ride in together!" And, we continued out toward Gridley. I had joined the James Albert Ross Memorial Ride.
I know timing is everything, and the law of attraction states there are no accidents. But, I'm still surprised at how things come together. The power of connection is amazing: the right people, in the right places, at the right time.
We congregated near the top of Gridley, where Shelf Road starts, to reflect on a life. James, we'll miss you...perhaps no on more than Fiona, front and center, leading our way always...


Comments (5)
I'm really happy an author posted about James. I only knew him a bit, but I can see how much he positively affected the community.
Comment #1 Posted by: Tyler | January 15, 2007 09:53 AM
That "coffee roasting company" (well, I guess ANY coffee house, for that matter) is quite the place to go to meet locals. I had met James there, and he'd come over the the house a handful of times.
It was a real pleasure remembering him in concert with scores of others from the Ojai area...
Comment #2 Posted by: Jason | January 15, 2007 02:44 PM
Megumi and I were with the 'James' Gang', riding that aethereal Shelf Road, in whole spirit. For all the gentle hearts of this valley, those on bicycle, those on foot ... those whose lives are examples of loving respect.
Singing stars above, soft-caressing-earth below, electrodynamically-connected, knowing, growing.
With all our relations ...
Comment #3 Posted by: Millennium Twain | January 16, 2007 12:39 PM
Comment #4 Posted by: Sandra-yj | October 2, 2007 12:07 PM
Comment #5 Posted by: Sandra-yj | October 2, 2007 12:07 PM