Alexander Lynch-Barriga

Some say there are no words. I would say that I have been searching to find just the right ones for 2 days, 13 hours and 37 minutes. Because at 9:15 am Friday morning we said 'goodbye for now' to the most beautiful and kindest soul I have had the pleasure of meeting in this life so far. This soul was, and still is my beloved nephew Alexander Lynch-Barriga.

a.k.a Alex Lynch

I will say that this last year having walked so closely with him, that it has also been the most profound year of my life. This young man, from the day he was born with that undeniable knock you down smile that could brighten anyone at any moment, brought pure light into this world. He was the one person from his birth day onward that I knew I would and continue to unconditionally love.
Not being a mother myself, I felt this was the closest feeling to what it must feel like to have a child. Alexander is and will always be the eternal child in my eyes. Alexander was authentically kind, thoughtful, deeply caring, wise beyond measure, brilliant of mind and heart, and astoundingly loving. He always returned me to that humility of what love really meant and was share, to receive, and to rejoice in. and at times to even bark and argue in with one another.

Over the last year and during his last days we spoke of this specifically. How nothing else was required of him but to receive this love that surrounded him in such a profound way. By his loving mother, his loving family, his good friends, as well as the nurses and doctors who cared for his body in the best of ways they were able.

And he did let himself receive that love. He exemplified the truest kind of courage and wisdom to me in that gesture, and to witness him just open and let it all in was so very beautiful. He was gracious and at times you could see how uncomfortable it made him, but he just went on in his humble way and said thank you. From the bottomless cup of Cherry Pepsi's, to the hundreds of exactly precise food choices he ordered, to the hundreds or more of hours of massage, to the warm hospital blankets, to the crunchy perfect ice cubes on the spoon, to the blue comforter he was wrapped in, to the exchanges of laughter and banter, to the deep and gorgeous conversations about life and death and everything in between, to the tens of thousands of kisses and hugs he received from all of us. To the billionth exchange of the words "I love you." Each moment and offering.....he just said "Sure". And when you parted a sweet "Love you too."

When everything quiets down to that moment I said my final goodbye to him, that was the clearest and most profound gift he gave me and I feel to all of us. To know he was truly truly loved and that he loved us, and that he is just fine. And now, he is returned to and continually eternally loved in the arms of the beloved.

I feel he would not want us to feel it was 'too soon' or he was 'too young' or 'he got a tough deal', as he gave what he came to give and received what he came to receive and I feel he was complete here. He was packed up with all that love to guide him on, and was truly ready to fly on. Every last breath used to the fullest.

And besides that, wherever he is, I am quite sure he has custom pizzas made for him at any moment he would like, along with the best ganja available to smoke, the best and most unusual array and shades of the color green every place he looks, with some good chill music flowing, and most definitely has Wayne's World or some other 20 something movie playing en loop in his personal movie theater! And I know without a doubt, that he is surrounded by his thousands upon thousands of soul friends, because once you met and knew him, you loved him instantly, and just wanted to hang out with him forever.

I love and miss him now in a way that I do not have words for. And now that is my gift back to him.....Every tear is for you nephew.

Alexander, you will always be my greatest guru, my shiniest of stars, and forever and always my beloved nephew. If you ever need your auntie, you know I am right here. YOU ARE LOVE.

Molly Shem Lynch

"My boy my love my heart Mahal Kita" ~ Love Mom.

Jahna Muncrief

"Early this morning (7.3.15) Jahna Muncrief passed away. About 18 months ago was diagnosed with ALS. She and John decided to keep the situation very private, which is why you have not seen very much of them lately.

As one of her friends who were part of the process with them, I can say they were amazing in how they stayed true to their inner work and values. I know she will be missed by many, many, people."

Roberta Ryan

Sunbear Weinshank

Today I lost a mentor and friend, Reverend Sunbear Weinshank. I cared for him physically for the last 8 months. From day one of being in his presence my universe was altered.

We became friends over the last 8 months. He shared with me the soul source of divinity and it was love. I learned so much about myself, society and who I wanted to be. He led me to The Center for Spiritual Living. Provided me with a sanctuary of people with whom only love and joy is abundant.

So today I give thanks to have been able to be his caregiver. I give thanks to those who heal. I recognize the strength and fortitude of those who are able to provide compassion, love and support for those who are grieving.

Sunbear, you loved hopefully in some spiritual relm or way you get to read this message. I know that you are so much happier where ever you are. I hope spirit has restored use to your legs. You told me regularly that the only thing you wanted to do was dance again. I know that in your new found bliss you are dancing on a beautiful beach in Hawaii.

You gave me so many beautiful gifts; I can only hope that I had as profound of an impact on you as you did with my life. The biggest gift you gave me was a faith in divinity. So, I will lean into that, our center, community and trust that Reverend Edward will lead me down the right path.

We both had a great passion for music and both adored Madonna. Tonight I dedicate this song to you my friend. I vow today to live my life with love and understand that I am only human. Tonight I will dance on the beach listening to one of your favorite songs that you sang so beautifully off key. I still feel your presence, light and can see that big goofy smile.

I trust that spirit has you now, so I can let go.

With Love and Respect.
Your faithful caregiver,

James M Calicura

Anne Reinke

Anne R. Reinke made her transition on August 17, 2014 in Santa Rosa at the age of 93. She loved life and brought a positive attitude to every phase of it. Anne was born in Seattle, WA, graduated from Snohomish High School and attended college at the University of Washington. She married Walter Henry Reinke on Sept. 13, 1943. While raising her family she taught elementary school for many years in Concord, CA.  When Walter’s career brought them to Antioch they quickly became active in the community.  Anne joined The Chamber of Commerce; The Woman’s Club of Antioch (President 1970s) and founded a Campfire Girls group (1964). Upon relocating to Spring Lake Village in Santa Rosa (1998) she served on the Food, Garden, Fun & Games committees and founded the Pinochle Club.

She loved to travel, seeing Germany, France, Italy, Scandinavia, China, Thailand, Mexico, most of the USA and Hawaii. She expressed her creativity in many forms: quilting, beading, Santa dolls, and was always a great cook and wonderful hostess. A life-long metaphysician, Anne was an active in the Centers for Spiritual Living.

She was a loving mother and is survived by her children: Reynolds and Barbara Sue Reinke, Toni Lizotte, Louise and Roger Brandt; grandchildren: Jason Lizotte, Nathan Lizotte, Christopher and Christine Reinke; great-grandchildren: Wyatt, Gavin, and Luke Reinke.

Memorial Service will be held on Sat., Sept. 27 at 2 pm in the Chapel of the Resurrection at Spring Lake Village, 5555 Montgomery Drive, Santa Rosa, CA 95409. Remembrances in Anne's honor may be directed to The Welfare League of Santa Rosa, 126 - 4th St, Santa Rosa, CA 95401.

Linda Adams Skyrme

Here's my wonderful mom's story (the really brief version w/ some interesting details), along with an invitation to her Celebration of Life Service this Saturday, 2pm at Santa Rosa Center for Spiritual Living:
Linda Adams Skyrme, 74, passed away on August 17 in Santa Rosa. She was born on November 17, 1939 to Charles Adams, a boat builder, and his wife Willa on Catalina Island. In 1941 during the war she moved with her parents and older brother Bill to Long Beach. Two years later they moved to the small ranch town of Zenia, CA, where Linda, aged 4 1/2 at the time, was admitted to first grade, allowing the 6-student, one-room schoolhouse to remain open. Two years later they settled in Santa Rosa where they spent the winter living in a tent, heated only by a kerosene lamp, while building the El Portal Motel on Santa Rosa Avenue. 
In her primary years, she took up roller skating. While attending Santa Rosa High School, she began competing as an artistic roller skater, and her fours team took home a national championship. She attended San Jose State and graduated from Sonoma State College in 1964. Adored by her students, she taught grades K-2 at Richard Crane and John Reed elementary schools and retired after more than 30 years. She married Ralph "Lucky" Skyrme, a car and manufactured home salesman, on July 6, 1968 and they made their home in Santa Rosa and Rohnert Park. They recently celebrated 46 years together. Their son, Gary (Skye), a professional pianist, singer, composer and piano teacher, lives in Portland, Oregon. Linda was a community activist and participated in several civic groups including the Vintage Choir of Rohnert Park and Sonoma County Organ Club. She attended the Center for Spiritual Living-Santa Rosa. 
A lover of humanity, her bright light, sense of humor, kindness, grounded presence, and love of listening and learning drew people to her like a magnet. She will be missed greatly by all who were blessed to know her.
A celebration of life service for Linda will be held at the Center for Spiritual Living-Santa Rosa on Saturday, August 23 at 2 pm. Her family invites you to share stories and memories of her life. Linda loved face-to-face conversation over a great meal. In lieu of a donation, please bring a favorite dish to share for a potluck after the service. Flowers can be sent to CSL-SR at 2095 Occidental Road this Saturday between 10am and noon.

Joe Lilley

Passed away at the age of 78 due to prostate cancer. Come celebrate his life at the Center For Spritual Living at 6 p.m. on April 1st at 2075 Occidental Rd, Santa Rosa, California 95401. Donations graciously accepted to help friends with costs. Send to Keller Williams Realty 120 Stony Point Rd STE 140 Santa Rosa CA 95401

Terry Rosendahl


Terry James Rosendahl, a 62 year-old beloved member of our community passed over suddenly on the 1st day of spring, March 21st, 2014.   A man who was in top physical condition was doing what he loved; running in Ragle Park in Sebastopol on a beautiful spring afternoon.

Terry is survived by son Adam, his son’s mother, Denise, his father James and wife Kathy, brothers Tim, his wife Lisa and their children Ashley, Brandon and Cassandra, his brother Tom, wife Brenda and children, Tanner, Eli, Jase, Wyatt and Jerrica, and finally, his dear girlfriend Karen.  His mother Helen preceded him in death.

He was born in Minot, North Dakota on October 21st, 1951 and raised in Fargo, North Dakota. He attended Macalester College in St. Paul, Minnesota.  A juggler, minstrel and creative games maverick, Terry (then called “Mistachio”) travelled to Renaissance fairs around the country with the “Pig’s Eye CompaƱa,” a vagabond group of entertainers.

He relocated to Northern California where he has lived for 30 years, with the past 20 years in Sebastopol.  He and Denise created a beautiful home in the redwoods in Sebastopol where their son Adam was raised. 

Terry worked for most of his career in software sales but most people knew and loved him as a Renaissance man.  An enthusiastic member of the Sebastopol dance community, he shared his multitude of skills as musician, juggler and eclectic dancer along with his ever willingness to help out friends in need.  Always a spiritual seeker, he has been a committed member of the Center for Spiritual Living for the past 15 years.

He will be remembered and hugely missed by his family and friends for his quiet presence, his deep listening skills and for his kind and compassionate heart.

A Rosendahl Memorial Fund has been established at the Sebastopol Redwood Credit Union, 7840 Covert Lane, Sebastopol to facilitate the completion of a gifting from Terry to his son Adam. (Donations are payable to Adam Rosendahl)  Gifts of flowers  may be sent to the chapel at the Center for Spiritual Living by 4pm on Friday, 3/28.

Services will be held Friday, March 28th at the Center for Spiritual Living, 2075 Occidental Road in Santa Rosa at 5 pm with a healthy potluck reception to follow.


From the Press Democrat:

A 62-year-old jogger was found dead Friday afternoon in Sebastopol’s Ragle Ranch Park.

The Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office on Saturday identified the jogger as Terry Rosendahl of Sebastopol. His body was discovered about 5 p.m. Friday. Earlier Saturday, the Sheriff’s Office sought help in identifying the body, as Rosendahl had been jogging and not carrying identification.

Investigators in the Coroner’s Office said they believed Rosendahl died of natural causes. An autopsy is pending for later this week.