Randy

My name is Ronen Hirsch – I don’t often feel a need to cite it – but it is a key element of this recollection.

About 10 years ago I went to visit Los Angeles, I lived there for 5 years as a child and hadn’t been to visit for almost 15 years. I went for two weeks and stayed with my aunt and uncle (and also attended Lauren’s marriage ceremony). I was in the midst of a transition (seems to be the story of my life) and taking a step back before making a change.

During the visit my aunt took me on a day trip which included a stop at Ojai – a charming little town north of LA. She (my aunt) wanted to take me to some kind of “spiritual” experience – a healing treatment or something like that. At the time I was not as open and in tune as I am today – and though I wasn’t against it, I also wasn’t looking forward to it.

When we arrived at Ojai we wondered around what looked like the town center. We drifted into one of those “spiritual product shops” – with oils, candles, soaps – a place with a definite and intense presence – and smells. I walked around minding my own business and I noticed that my aunt struck up a conversation with the woman at the counter.

It wasn’t long until my Aunt came up to me and asked if I would like to get some kind of massage/healing treatment here. My head started hurting… and I turned down the offer. We then headed out and drove up to a nearby mountain to a place of meditation. My headache got worst and lasted two hours.

The name of the woman at the counter was Randy Hirsch. I am looking for her – I’d like to speak to her. If you are reading this and know someone from Ojai, please send them a link to this post. If you are from Ojai and know Randy Hirsch – please ask her to contact me.