Ol’ Blue Eyes, Colors of Winter and a Comedy Showdown

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Novato

Celebrating Sinatra

One may raise a glass to Ol’ Blue Eyes at The Boardroom & Speakeasy’s Sinatra Birthday Dinner, a one-night-only prix-fixe experience inspired by his favorite haunts, Patsy’s and The Golden Steer Steak House. Guests partake in a three-course menu ($125) and a welcome drink, all set to Fernando singing Sinatra with Andy Dudnick on piano. Dining, nostalgia and swing—served speakeasy-style. 7:30–9pm, Tuesday, Dec. 9, The Boardroom & Speakeasy, 504 Alameda del Prado, Novato. Reservations: mi***@****************to.com.

Healdsburg

‘Colors of Winter’

The Upstairs Art Gallery welcomes the season with Colors of Winter, a bright mix of paintings, pendants and bracelets celebrating the hues that cut through the cold. Sonoma County artists—including Beverly Bird, Willow LaLand, Karen Miller, Linda Loveland Reid, Laura Roney, Ron Sumner, Jo Tobin-Charleston and Carolyn Wilson—bring warmth and color to the gallery’s holiday lineup. 11am–6pm, through Dec. 29, Upstairs Art Gallery, 306 Center St., Healdsburg. upstairsartgallery.net.

San Rafael

Comedy Showdown

Winners of the San Francisco Standup Comedy Competition bring the laughs to Marin as the Marin Center Showcase Theater hosts a four-act comedy showdown headlined by 2023 competition champ Gary Michael Anderson. Rising comics Dan Aguinaga, Natalie Diaz and K. Cheng round out the lineup for a night of sharp Bay Area talent. 8–10pm, Friday, Nov. 28, Marin Center Showcase Theater, 20 Ave. of the Flags, San Rafael. $40. Tickets: bit.ly/44pI1tL.

Sebastopol

Holiday Faire

The Showstoppers Artist Collective hosts its first-ever Holiday Artisanal Faire, featuring handcrafted, painted and homespun creations from local makers. Guests can browse unique seasonal gifts, partake in a holiday crafts activity table and sample festive treats in a community-minded setting. 11am–5pm, Saturday, Dec. 6, Showstoppers Artist Collective, 186 N. Main St., Suite 110, Sebastopol. Info: in**@***************rs.com.

Chinatown Lives, Plaque Memorializes Contributions of the First Chinese Petalumans

On a recent Saturday evening at Petaluma Boulevard and B Street, passers-by may have seen something new, or rather, the return of something once very Petaluma. Across from the Mystic Theater, red and gold paper lanterns hung high around the perimeter of the newly renamed Historic Chinatown Park, red light beaming through the rice paper, the color of good fortune in Chinese culture. 

Gathered in the glow underneath were Asian-Petalumans and their families, friends and others, sharing sweet rice cakes, chatting and laughing, lighting incense for the ancestors who helped to build this town.

“From the 1860s to the early 20th century, Chinese people lived and worked in downtown Petaluma. They labored as brickmakers, farmhands, merchants, river and railroad workers—helping to build the town’s infrastructure, agriculture and economy.” So begins the dedication memorializing Petaluma’s historic Chinatown on a new plaque unveiled that evening in the park that stands at the center of what once was a vibrant Chinese community.

It has been a 17-year journey for Petaluma resident Lina Hoshino, founder of Petaluma Pie Company, the beloved downtown spot now in the hands of new ownership. After learning about the buried history of Petaluma’s 19th century Chinese community from an archaeologist who had unearthed artifacts demonstrating the extent of the once thriving Chinatown, Hoshino felt a call to work of unearthing Chinese stories.

Chinese names began appearing in local records as early as 1857, just before Petaluma officially incorporated. Around 1870, the population was at its peak, before anti-Chinese sentiment swept California, culminating in the infamous Chinese Exclusion Act, which led to the decline of Chinese communities throughout the West.

The impact of these Chinese pioneers was enormous. Just for a start, Chinese laborers helped build the region’s railroads and reshaped the river, seeding Petaluma’s early agricultural economy.

Petaluma City Council approved the renaming and the plaque, and provided resources to the community members who led the effort as the Petaluma Old Chinatown Memorial Park ad hoc committee, a collaboration of dedicated Asian-Petalumans from all walks of life, lives they have built here in 21st century Petaluma.

Among the speakers at the event were Mayor Kevin McDonnell and museum executive director Stacey Atchley, each praising the efforts of the town’s Asian and Chinese residents, both in the past and now.

Atchley said that the dedication grew from a “collective desire to honor those that shaped our city.”

“We may have some history that is forgotten,” said McDonnell, after acknowledging the ongoing harm of current immigration policy, “but we should never have history that is denied.”

“I felt really listened to all around,” said Chingling Wo, Sonoma State University English professor and member of the committee, in an email exchange. “My heart is uplifted by the supportive responses from [the city] and council members and the great help in particular by Jonanthan Luong [senior management analyst of the city of Petaluma] and co-workers from his office.” 

The result of the partnership was a plaque with a powerful message revealed in a ceremony that brought together Petalumans of all origins to enjoy the city’s Asian heritage. The whole town felt Asian for a moment, with the gathered Chinese, Filipino, Japanese, Korean, Vietnamese, Taiwanese, Macanese and other people of myriad Asian descent living here proudly bringing their culture to the fore.

A smell of incense filled the park as the crowd grew silent for the dedications. Beginning with a solemn, moving ancestral prayer and ending in the humorous, wildly skilled dances of the Sonoma Vietnamese Youth Lion Dancers, the crowd was ebullient. Two lions played and fought to the rhythm of a tanggu drum, at times rising up far taller than the eager onlookers, the beautifully constructed lion-costumes blinking, wagging tails, opening colorful mouths to mimic eating the heads of delighted children. 

The importance of the event was underscored by the presence of China’s Deputy Consul General Yang Shouzheng and Bayan Feng.

to San Francisco, Luo Shuang, and Heidi Kuhn, great granddaughter of one of Petaluma’s founding fathers, John McNear, demonstrating that the significance of this reconciliation has impacts across time and space.

“A local mother shared that the event was deeply moving and resonated with her because it reflected her values, even though she does not identify as Chinese or Asian,” said committee member Libby Lok via email.  Lok pointed to values like inclusivity, intersectionality and grassroots community. “This was the first time she felt she belonged in Petaluma because she saw her values reflected back to her through the event,” Lok added.

“This is more than a marker; it’s an act of remembrance and repair,” said Hoshino in her speech at the ceremony. “In a time when hardworking immigrants are once again being unjustly targeted, history reminds us how we got here—and calls us to stand firmly with immigrant communities today.”

Katherine Nguyen of the Asian American Pacific Islander Coalition of the North Bay invited all present to draw on the energy of Chinatown to “empower you to fight for our community members who are battling similar challenges to what our Chinese ancestors faced in the 1800s.  Let us break this cycle and treat each other with dignity.”

Wo has recently been awarded the Petaluma River Park’s “Coastal Stories” Grant to serve as the Chinese coastal stories researcher, another salient example of what inclusivity looks like on the ground. She shared what it meant to her, to finally feel at home.

“It feels very healing to have the ceremony and see the truly diverse community [of Petaluma] coming out to commemorate and celebrate with us,” said Wo. “Years from now, I can point to this very ceremony and say that this is the moment that I feel I belong.”

‘Prayer to Our Shared Ancestors’ 

An excerpt from the work of Dr. Chingling Wo

Today we gather to honor the lives of the early Chinese immigrants, who built homes, worked the land, laid the tracks, and made a community here.

From the 1860s through the 1880s, with sweat and tears, you built the railroad, manually dug levees and shaped the Petaluma River, manufactured bricks, worked as domestics, and more—all of which contributed to Petaluma’s development as a thriving agricultural shipping port.

You withstood dehumanizing treatments. Amid rising anti-Chinese sentiment in the 1870s, you faced discrimination, violence, and exclusionary laws—including the 1882 Chinese Exclusion Act and the 1892 Geary Act.

Many of you died unable to get married and have children, breathed your last breath still missing family across the ocean, and were buried in unmarked graves without anyone making incense offerings. Please accept our incense a hundred years late.

Gratitude With Attitude, Being Thankful Despite It All

The world is held together with duct tape and denial. The oceans are warming; billionaires are trying to colonize Mars; and half the country is one Facebook notification away from losing their frickin’ minds over beef tallow and Tylenol. 

Even here in Sonoma County—our pastoral bubble of redwoods and rosé—the vibe is vaguely dystopian, especially during the holidays, when that old adage about being able to choose one’s friends but not one’s family makes the crisis lines ring like the Horn of Winter.

So, as we head into Thanksgiving again, trying to muster the emotional range to feel thankful despite it all may seem positively Sisyphean. Fortunately, gratitude turns out to be one of the best legal mood-altering substances available—and it’s free. For now. 

Psychologists define gratitude as a personal orientation toward noticing life’s gifts—not the sham “thoughts and prayers” kind, but the genuine micro-moments of “oh hey, things aren’t completely terrible.” Harvard Medical School reports that Harvard and UC San Diego researchers followed nearly 49,000 older women and found that those with high gratitude scores were 9% less likely to die over four years (actuarial math never felt so good). And as Tyler VanderWeele says in the same Harvard piece, anyone can practice gratitude, “even on tough days,” which in 2025 are those generally ending in “y.”

Gratitude Is Medicine

UCLA Health reviewed 70 studies involving more than 26,000 participants and found that grateful people have lower levels of depression and higher self-esteem. Gratitude also activates the parasympathetic “rest and digest” system—something capitalism has been trying to smother for decades.

Meanwhile, neuroscientists cited by PositivePsychology.com report that practicing gratitude lights up the brain’s reward network and enhances empathy. Translation: The ventral striatum gets a warm buzz every time one says “thanks.” I didn’t even know I had a ventral striatum, but I bet if said it out loud, some Harry Potter shit will happen.  

Naturally, fostering gratitude is a boon to Sonoma County’s nonprofit backbone—and it works. Over at LandPaths, an environmental education and conservation organization, a program coordinator blogged that a feeling that often surfaces among volunteers is “gratitude—gratitude for the feeling of community, the opportunity to tend the land.” Ripping out invasive vegetation is far more grounding than hate-scrolling one’s frenemy’s Hamptons vacay.

Even Sonoma’s literary soul gets in on the act. The Jack London Park Partners’ 2018 Gratitude Report includes reflections from volunteers who say giving time at the park made them feel they get more than they give, and that helping others “enhances life.” Which is another way of saying: Service is self-care disguised as altruism.

And if the research from UCLA Health is right—15 minutes of gratitude practice a day, five days a week for six weeks can improve mental wellness. Positive-psychology researcher Robert Emmons reminds us that gratitude blocks toxic emotions like envy and resentment, which can moot everything from that irksome Nextdoor thread to the self-righteous cousin at Thanksgiving who embodies the “Ha” in MAHA.

Moreover, one’s expressions of gratitude need not be pious or twee. Consider these fine AI-generated suggestions:

  • Spray-chalk “Thanks for not blowing up the planet (yet)” somewhere official.
  • Give free vegetables away in front of McDonald’s.
  • Kiss humanity goodbye.

In a world engineered to keep us anxious, numb and consuming, taking a moment to be grateful might actually be the most rebellious act one can commit. It’s kinda punk (in the Superman “Maybe that’s the real punk rock” kinda way) and, in all practicality this holiday season, it might just save one’s soul. Happy Thanksgiving.

1,000 Words: Immersive Theater Featuring Dorothea Lange Photos in Sonoma

The Sonoma Valley Museum of Art has jumped headfirst into the pool of found space theater with its current exhibition, Last West: Roadsongs for Dorothea Lange, and the sold-out theatrical experience that accompanies it. 

Written by Bay Area poet Tess Taylor and directed by Ciera Eis, it’s based on Taylor’s book of the same name. It follows “The Poet” (Val Sinckler) as she embarks on a pilgrimage in search of Dorothea Lange (Valerie Façhman) through pictures and diary entries. Kenny Scott, Keiki Shimosato Carreiro and Chloë Parmelee round out the cast, playing multiple roles each. 

I attended the preview performance, which, Eis informed us, was only the second full run of the show. Also, Sinckler did not perform that night. Alejandra Wahl played the role instead.

There were some excellent performances. Scott, in particular, walked on stage and commanded attention, bringing life and complexity to many characters that could’ve been one-note. 

Wahl was also excellent. She gave a connected, realistic performance that grounded everyone else’s performances. Her vulnerable portrayal of The Poet helped mitigate some of the fuzziness in the character’s motivations.

The cast has the unenviable task of playing so many characters that it would have been impossible to make interesting choices for each of them. Whether intentionally or by design, the company ended up being a series of talking heads, sometimes literally just saying their names and moving to the end of the line.

And the script’s quasi-linear plot, which contrasts Lange’s reality with The Poet’s modern experiences, is not always clear about what is happening and why. Sharper direction with a focus on precision would have helped give limits to the scenes and kept the story moving more logically. Given time, the performances will solidify and the timing will improve, but I will still have a nagging worry about this production.

The Poet recounts a story of being at the border and having border patrol approach her. Taylor walked away spooked; the people cast to say her words would not have been allowed to walk away. As the only member of the global majority in the audience, the painful irony was not lost on me.

Casting a member of the global majority, and not commenting on the fact that they are playing a white woman, presents the danger that it may be lost on others.

‘Last West: Roadsongs for Dorothea Lange’ runs Dec. 5–11 at the Sonoma Valley Museum of Art, 551 Broadway, Sonoma. All performances are currently sold out. Exhibit on display through Jan. 4. 707.939.7862. svma.org.

Holiday Aloha, Jake Shimabukuro Appearing at Blue Note Napa

When Jake Shimabukuro talks about the ukulele, he sounds less like a global touring musician and more like someone still smitten with the instrument he first held at age four. “My mom played ukulele,” he recalls. “She sat me down, taught me a few chords, and I just fell in love.”

The small, nylon-strung instrument gave him a feeling kids rarely get so early: mastery. “I got that immediate gratification,” he says. That’s the special nature of the ukulele, even to a four year old, making music easy. “It was something I could grasp quickly, and I stuck with it.”

Raised in Honolulu, Shimabukuro absorbed not only Hawaiian musical traditions but also techniques from guitarists, bassists and pianists—anyone he could watch. “I tried to see how I could take those techniques and apply them to the ukulele,” he says. By high school, he had formed his first band, Pure Heart, gigging in coffee shops and at weddings. A couple of local CDs later, the group had a genuine following.

That momentum carried him across the Pacific. In 2001, he signed a seven-album deal with Sony Music Japan. “I spent a lot of time there from 2001 to 2005,” he notes. “It opened a lot of doors.”

But one door—one he didn’t even know existed at the time—would open wider than all the rest.

In 2006, while performing in New York City, Shimabukuro filmed an interview in Central Park’s Strawberry Fields, a quiet corner dedicated to John Lennon, and played his own arrangement of “While My Guitar Gently Weeps.” Someone—he still has no idea who—ripped the TV footage and uploaded it to a fledgling website called YouTube.

“And then it went viral,” he says, still sounding faintly stunned. “Friends would call me, saying, ‘Hey, someone shared this video of you on the computer.’ I didn’t even know what YouTube was.” The video introduced millions to a style of ukulele playing they had never imagined, and it launched the global touring career Shimabukuro continues now.

“It was like hearing yourself on the radio for the first time,” he recalls. “It opened up a lot of different opportunities that led me to where I am today.”

Shimabukuro’s new holiday record, Tis the Season, grew from a tradition that began four years ago. “We’d been doing this holiday tour, and everyone’s like, ‘Where’s the album?’” he says with a laugh. The trio—Shimabukuro, bassist Jackson Waldhoff and guitarist-vocalist Justin Kawika Young—finally went into the studio last year.

The album features classics they’ve honed on the road: “All I Want for Christmas Is You,” “This Christmas” and a soaring rendition of “O Holy Night” with Young on vocals. It also includes collaborations with friends and heroes including Jimmy Buffett on “Mele Kalikimaka.” “He introduced me to so many people in the industry,” Shimabukuro explains. “I’m super grateful for his friendship and support.”

There’s also an intimate version of John Lennon’s “Happy Xmas (War Is Over)” with Yo-Yo Ma, recorded side-by-side in a New York studio. “To sit next to him while he played… unbelievable,” he says. 

While Shimabukuro’s career benefited from the early days of YouTube, he’s also watching the digital landscape shift again, this time with AI. He recalled hearing an AI-generated track at a venue the night before our conversation. “To my ear, I couldn’t tell it wasn’t a real person singing,” he says. “It scared me a little. I woke up this morning still thinking about it. And it was a great song.”

Shimabukuro plays 100–120 shows a year, but family remains central. “I miss them when I’m gone,” he notes. His sons are in seventh and fifth grade, and he lights up talking about their sports and school life. “I’m loving it,” he adds.

And career-wise? “Just grateful, man,” he says. “It’s been an awesome year.”

Jake Shimabukuro’s Holidays in Hawai’i, featuring Jackson Waldhoff and Justin Kawika Young, plays five shows on Nov. 28, 29 and 30 at Blue Note Napa, 1030 Main St., Napa. Purchase tickets online at bit.ly/4pdXCW1.

Saminuh Ojebola Is Thankful: Jesus Cares 2020 Ministries

This local story contains an American counter-narrative. It is about an immigrant putting food into the mouth of Americans.

The time is 4pm when I meet Saminuh Ojebola working over a broad steel kitchen table. He had just worked a full shift ending at 2pm.

Ojebola is a paid case worker for Social Vocations Services (SAVS), and executive director of Jesus Cares 2020. His goal is to help stabilize the circumstances of crisis-struck homeless people in the Sonoma Valley. 

He brings them succor, emergency supplies and the offer of institutional support, pointing out the long path to permanent housing. Although he is supposed to work a caseload of 15 people, characteristically he works an overload of 22 souls.

By 4pm, he’s working his volunteer shift, preparing tomorrow’s lunch service at Jesus Cares. The steel table is covered with what seems to me random oddments—large boxes of unprocessed corn and fennel root, chopped asparagus, a box of Little Debbie snack cakes, an untidy heap of premade sandwiches. “More is coming,” he says, hopefully. Here is where the skill and imagination of a chef comes in, for each afternoon he finds the next day’s menu from among the random food donations that arrive.

Ojebola learned his chef skills in America, but cooking is in his blood. His mother was a cook with several hardscrabble venues in the bustling Lagos mega city, capital of Nigeria. His father, a retired soldier, modeled his discipline—and fight. Sitting now in the empty dining hall, he tells me about how his path diverged.

In 2020, he had another job, superficially similar, but in spirit quite different. He was sous chef and acting interim executive chef at the Keysight (formerly Agilent) cafeteria, overseeing the batch preparation of two daily meals for more than 200 employees. Outwardly, he had become a worldly success, but still he prayed each night for God to use him for some purpose aligned with his deeper values. One day, a volunteer, there to collect food donations, came with the news that Saint Vincent De Paul was closing their Santa Rosa food kitchen, in a pivot to focus on housing.

Hearing this, Ojebola remembered his own time living on the streets—as a new immigrant to New York. Friendless and starving then, he felt the life within himself fading. A fateful meeting on an escalator with a Yoruba-speaking stranger saved his life. She took him to her Bronx church where, in his affecting words, strangers “poured their love on to me.” He decided then and there to save the food kitchen. Saint Vincent DePaul offered him a lease of $1— though there would be bigger bills to follow.

Cincinnatus Hibbard: You and your team of five volunteers prepare and serve a daily lunch service for 75?

Saminuh Ojebola: Yes. But if there are 200 people, they will be fed. I want your readers to know that some of our volunteers are themselves unhoused. Homeless people are not lazy.

That is an important counter-narrative, Sam. Tell me about the space.

This is a safe space. It is two hours of getting out of whatever is out there. They can relax. And we treat them like a human. We welcome them. We value them. And that’s what we bring to the table—friendship, love and care.

Learn more: Sam Ojebola invites all to come visit during their lunch meal service. The Jesus Saves 2020 Food Kitchen is in steady need of volunteers and food donations (especially regular donations from businesses or farms). They also welcome cash donations. The utility bill for their walk-in fridge and freezer totals $9,000 a month. For Christmas, they are wishing for a delivery van. Visit jesuscares2020.org.

Your Letters, Nov. 26

Cry Baby

Waah. I want a Nobel Prize.

Waah. I want a big, beautiful new ballroom.

Waah. I want my face on Mount Rushmore.

Waah. I want my face on a new gold coin.

Waah. I want my name on the Commanders’ Coliseum. 

Waaah. I want my name added to the Kennedy Performing Arts Center.

Waah. I want the Independence Arc renamed the Arc de Trump.

Enough already. Who the hell does Trump think he is, Ghilaine Maxwell?

Bob Canning, Petaluma

Thankful Movies, No Turkeys for Personal T-Day Film Festival

Thanksgiving movies don’t get the credit they deserve. We get a ton of Christmas, Halloween and other holiday movies canonized as classics and added to the yearly viewing rotation. But Thanksgiving has always remained the day when people slowly food-coma themselves into oblivion in front of football or parades. 

Still, I think it’s time to spotlight a few pretty great Thanksgiving movies for those of us who prefer cinema to sports and celebrate the genius it takes to build a movie around a problematic holiday where the most excitement involved is usually how many deviled eggs one can eat before things go south. 

Planes, Trains and Automobiles—This is the obvious one for people of a certain generation. But I’ll always bring this 1987 film up when younger folks are around to keep the appreciation of John Candy alive for a thousand years to come. This classic follows an uptight ad exec (the wonderful Steve Martin) and a talkative but affable salesperson (Candy) as they go on a very circuitous journey from New York to Chicago (by way of Kansas and a few other states) to try to make it home for Thanksgiving. 

It remains endlessly quotable (“Our speedometer has melted, and as a result, it’s very hard to see with any degree of accuracy exactly how fast we were going”), genuinely heartwarming and a good reminder that the holiday isn’t about pilgrims as much as a celebration of the people we love and choose to share our lives with.  

Knives Out—While the film isn’t specifically set on Thanksgiving, Knives Out is still the perfect viewing antidote for those of us who have complicated relationships with our family. From writer/director Rian Johnson, Knives Out is a classic cinematic throwback to detectives like Marple, Poirot and Holmes. 

It’s all centered around a profoundly dysfunctional family played by a murderers’ row of great actors, including Michael Shannon, Chris Evans, Jamie Lee Curtis, Don Johnson, Christopher Plummer and Toni Collette. Watching these characters sit around a table and squabble over petty insecurities reminds me of too many Thanksgivings to count and, for good or ill, feels pretty nostalgic. 

Fantastic Mr. Fox—This also isn’t set on Thanksgiving necessarily. But with the autumn leaves filling almost every frame and the focus on community, food and families both fond and otherwise, it’s not only the perfect film for kids to watch on the holiday; grown-ups will find their eyes getting awfully moist as well. 

What on the surface seems like a simple story about securing food for the winter plays quite differently at a time when food security is in question. Big-hearted, warmly optimistic and filled to the brim with calls for goodness and charity, Fantastic Mr. Fox should be canonized as the Thanksgiving movie closest to the spirit of the holiday. 

You’ve Got Mail—While only briefly touching on Thanksgiving, You’ve Got Mail is still a perfect romance to watch with one’s person after dinner. With a chemistry that I’m not sure any actors have achieved since, Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan are so effortlessly charming and dreamy that it’s hard not to fall in love with them, too. Even if some of the story points feel a little sexist now, the film is still the equivalent of a rich dessert shared with a special someone.

Big Night—Not connected to Thanksgiving in any way other than in how it celebrates family and food, Big Night should still be played as an appetizer to the Thanksgiving meal. I’m not sure food has ever looked more delicious onscreen before or since. Stanley Tucci, Tony Shalhoub, Minnie Driver, Ian Holm and Isabella Rossellini cook up something truly delicious here that makes my mouth water just thinking about it. 

There are so many other solid Thanksgiving canon choices. For the horror movie fanatic in one’s life, they could show Eli Roth’s turkey slasher, Thanksgiving.  And for the Boomer in one’s life, there’s The Big Chill. The little ones will always appreciate A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving.  If one is after a heartwarming dramedy, don’t forget about the Jodie Foster-directed Home for the Holidays. Or if they want to focus on the historical perspective, Terence Malick’s The New World is an underseen classic. 

Spike Lee’s She’s Gotta Have It has one of the tensest Thanksgiving dinners committed to film. And Pieces of April reminds us to forgive and find gratitude in the small things.

Free Will Astrology: Nov. 26 – Dec. 2

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ARIES (March 21-April 19): The Japanese word mushin means “no mind.” In Zen Buddhism, it refers to the state of flow where thinking stops and being takes over. When you are moving along in the groove of mushin, your body knows what to do before your brain catches up. You’re so present, you disappear into the action itself. Athletes refer to it as “the zone.” It’s the place where effort becomes effortless, where you stop trying and simply love the doing. In the coming weeks, Aries, you can enjoy this state more than you have in a long time. Ride it with glee.

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): For the foreseeable future, salmon are your spirit creatures. I’ll remind you about their life cycle. They are born in freshwater, migrate to the ocean and live there for years. Then they return, moving against river currents, up waterfalls, past bears and eagles. Eventually, they arrive at the exact stream where they were born. How do they do it? They navigate using the Earth’s magnetic field and their sense of smell, remembering chemical signatures from years ago. I think your own calling is as vivid as theirs, dear Taurus. And in the coming weeks, you will be extra attuned to that primal signal. Trust the ancient pull back toward your soul’s home.

GEMINI (May 21-June 20): What if procrastination isn’t always a problem? On some occasions, maybe it’s a message from your deeper self. Delay could serve as a form of protection. Avoidance might be a sign of your deep wisdom at work. Consider these possibilities, Gemini. What if your resistance to the “should” is actually your soul’s immune system rejecting a foreign agenda? It might be trying to tell you secrets about what you truly want versus what you think you should want.

CANCER (June 21-July 22): I’m only slightly joking when I recommend that you practice the art of sacred bitching in the coming days. You are hereby authorized to complain and criticize with creative zeal. But the goal is not to push hard in a quest to solve problems perfectly. Instead, simply give yourself the luxury of processing and metabolizing the complications. Your venting and whining won’t be pathological, but a legitimate way to achieve emotional release. Sometimes, like now, you need acknowledgement more than solutions. Allowing feelings is more crucial than fixing things. The best course of action is saying “this is hard” until it’s slightly less hard.

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): The Chinese concept of yuanfen means that some connections are fated. Certain people were always meant to cross your path. Not soulmates necessarily, but soul-evokers: those who bring transformations that were inscribed on your destiny before you knew they were coming. When you meet a new person and feel instant recognition, that’s yuanfen. When a relationship changes your life, that’s yuanfen. When timing aligns impossibly but wonderfully, that’s yuanfen. According to my analysis, you Leos are due for such phenomena in the coming weeks—at least two, maybe more. Some opportunities appear because you pursue them. Others were always going to arrive simply because you opened your mind and heart.

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Let’s talk about a forest’s roots. Mostly hidden from sight, they are the source of all visible life. They are always communicating with each other, sharing nourishment and information. When extra help is needed, they call on fungi networks to support them, distributing their outreach even further. Your own lineage works similarly, Virgo. It’s nutrient-rich and endlessly intertwined with others, some of whom came long before you. You are the flowering tip of an unseen intelligence. Every act of grounding—breathing deeply, resting your feet, returning to gratitude—is your body’s way of remembering its subterranean ancestry. Please keep these meditations at the forefront of your awareness in the coming weeks. I believe you will thrive to the degree that you draw from your extensive roots.

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): You are currently in a phase when it’s highly possible to become both smarter and wiser. You have a sixth sense for knowing exactly how to enhance both your intellectual and emotional intelligence. With this happy news in mind, I will remind you that your brain is constantly growing and changing. Every experience carves new neural pathways. Every repeated thought strengthens certain connections and weakens others. You’re not stuck with the brain you have, but are continuously building the brain that’s evolving. The architecture of your consciousness is always under construction. Take full advantage of this resilience and plasticity.

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): The coming weeks will be a favorable time to stand near what you want to become. I advise you to surround yourself with the energy you want to embody. Position yourself in the organic ecosystem of your aspirations without grasping or forcing. Your secret power is not imitation but osmosis. Not ambition but proximity. The transformations you desire will happen sideways, through exposure and absorption. You won’t become by trying to become; you will become by staying close to what calls you.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): Some seeds can remain dormant for centuries, waiting for the right conditions to germinate. The oldest successfully germinated seed was a 2,000-year-old date palm seed. I suspect you will experience psychospiritual and metaphorical versions of this marvel in the coming weeks. Certain aspects of you have long been dormant but are about to sprout. Some of your potentials have been waiting for conditions that you haven’t encountered until recently. Is there anything you can do to encourage these wondrous developments? Be alert for subtle magic that needs just a little nudge.

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): Orb weaver spiders make seven different types of silk, each engineered for different purposes: sticky silk for catching prey, strong silk for the web’s frame, stretchy silk for wrapping food and soft silk for egg sacs. In other words, they don’t generate a stream of generic resources and decide later what to do with them. Each type of silk is produced by distinct silk glands and spinnerets, and each is carefully tailored for a particular use. I advise you to be like the orb weavers in the coming weeks, Capricorn. Specificity will be your superpower.

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): Benevolent gossip is the practice of speaking about people not to diminish them but to fondly wonder about them and try to understand them. What if gossip could be generous? What if talking about someone in their absence could be an act of compassionate curiosity rather than judgment? What if you spoke about everyone as if they might overhear you—not from fear but from respect? Your words about others could be spells that shape how they exist in the collective imagination. Here’s another beautiful fact about benevolent gossip: It can win you appreciation and attention that will enhance your ability to attract the kind of help and support you need.

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): Every 21,000 years, the Sahara Desert transforms into a lush green savanna. It’s due to precession, which is a wobble in the Earth’s axis. The African seasonal monsoon becomes much stronger, bringing increased rainfall to the entire area. The last time this occurred was from about 11,000 to 5,000 years ago. During this era, the Sahara supported lakes, rivers, grasslands, and diverse animal and human populations. I’m predicting a comparable shift for you in the coming months, Pisces. The onset of luxuriant growth is already underway. And right now is an excellent time to encourage and expedite the onset of flourishing abundance. Formulate the plans and leap into action.

Home Ranch, Where Winegrower Turns Winemaker

Justin Warnelius-Miller grew up at Garden Creek Ranch in the Alexander Valley, learning viticulture from his father, a cabernet sauvignon pioneer, who planted the first vines in 1969. 

At 19, Warnelius-Miller left UC Davis to lead the family vineyard, implementing sustainable and regenerative farming practices. His meticulous farming has maintained this special hillside estate as a premier fruit source. In 2001, he and his wife, Karin, began producing their own wine under the Garden Creek name and redesigned the estate’s old cattle barn as a winery.

Amber Turpin: How did you get into this work?

Justin Warnelius-Miller: I was born and raised on our property in Alexander Valley. My dad planted our first vineyard of cabernet sauvignon in 1969, and we’ve been winegrowers ever since. I was born into being a vintner. Over the last three decades, (my wife) Karin, and I have taken our winegrowing to another level, as the next generation should. 

Employing precision winegrowing, we farm and harvest our fruit based on soil profiles and 11 compositions, microclimate variations, varietal selections and individual clones, which we have come to understand intimately after six decades… After 56 years of winegrowing on our estate, we continue to wake up each day on our land and care for it with our very own hands. We love it.

Did you ever have an ‘aha’ moment with a certain beverage? If so, tell us about it.

A Haut Brion 2008 Grand Cru from Pessac-Léognan, Bordeaux, France. I drank this during an anniversary celebration with my wife, and wow—it was insanely memorable. It made us stop in our tracks. It lingered and expressed many levels of emotions—a very inspiring, noble wine.

What is your favorite thing to drink at home?

We enjoy local Sonoma County wines and international wines, plus we think it is important to keep our palates fresh by tasting a wide array of varieties—be it a chenin blanc from the south of France or aligoté from Burgundy. It’s important not to be tied to your own house palate. There are so many amazing wines and varieties in the world, and I’m always excited to broaden my understanding of wines, vineyards and places.

Where do you like to go out for a drink?

My wife and I love the Geyserville Gun Club Bar and Lounge, a local’s favorite with classic cocktails and live music. The bar is perfect for when we want a simple night out. Dino Bigica, the owner, does a great job, and we like to support our local digs.

If you were stuck on a desert island, what would you want to be drinking (besides fresh water)?

I have started to enjoy PILS by Parliament Brewing in Rohnert Park. It’s fantastic and refreshing after a long day in the vineyards or winery.

Garden Creek Vineyard, 2335 Geysers Rd., Geyserville 707.433.8345. gardencreekvineyards.com.

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Home Ranch, Where Winegrower Turns Winemaker

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Justin Warnelius-Miller grew up at Garden Creek Ranch in the Alexander Valley, learning viticulture from his father, a cabernet sauvignon pioneer, who planted the first vines in 1969.  At 19, Warnelius-Miller left UC Davis to lead the family vineyard, implementing sustainable and regenerative farming practices. His meticulous farming has maintained this special hillside estate as a premier fruit source. In...
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