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of the Sun—with the assistance of eight full-time staff members. Augustus was officially retired, but he was still active in many areas of the business. He still conducted seminars, still guided people into deep meditation states to commune with their past selves, still recorded self-help CD’s and Podcasts that were broadcasts to three million people around the world. He loved that part of the job. The business end he was glad to hand over to somebody else.
    The crying of the gulls caused him to glance out over the ocean. There was a large flock of seagulls heading inland. Largest Augustus had ever seen. Maybe there was balance after all. He sat back, palms on the sand, and watched them.
    Maybe he was just feeling some stress because of what was happening in his daughter’s life. Susan had married late in life, and was currently going through a painful divorce with her husband, Carlos. Susan had insinuated infidelity on her husband’s part. In observing his daughter’s struggle, he had to wonder if much of it had to do with her embracing of those things which society still deemed as more important above all else—material status, social status, socially acceptable career. Susan had rebelled as a teenager by embracing right-wing conservatism. Never one to push his political beliefs on anyone, Augustus and Marion had allowed their children to explore their own paths. And while older son Andy and their youngest children George and Heather had bounced around to various social, political, and religious causes from a wide range of faiths and spectrums, they’d found their niche’s and neither was completely in line with their parents. While Andy ran La Raza del Sol and could be considered the more liberal of his children, he was a registered Liberatarian (Augustus had not voted in a national election since 1968, after being lied to by both the Democrats and Republicans who’d foisted Lyndon B. Johnson and Richard Nixon on the nation to disastrous results that had only grown worse in recent years). Heather leaned conservative on fiscal issues, George was a die-hard liberal who made Augustus and Marion seem like communists by comparison. It was probably only natural that Susan had fled in the opposite direction.
    Augustus sighed. He couldn’t find fault with any of the life paths his children had chosen. It was who they were. It was where their destinies lied. He was only sorry that Susan had not listened to her heart and backed out of her marriage to Carlos. She’d confided to Marion before the wedding that she had doubts about the relationship. They’d been introduced by mutual friends at their company. They shared the same political and spiritual beliefs. They started attending the same church. It was only natural for them to get married, right? After all, they loved each other. There was a physical attraction and they had so much in common!
    Sighing again, Augustus closed his eyes, and took several deep breaths. It was time to clear his mind of can’t. Time to expel negative thoughts, and focus only on the positive. He turned his attention inward, his mental energy channeling into one perfect pitch melody of meditation and he was almost in the zone when the cries of the gulls grew louder, knocking him out of his reverie.
    He opened his eyes slightly, intending to try to get back into his morning meditation, but something made him sit up and take notice.
    Off on the horizon, as far as he could see, there was a solid mass of birds heading inland. The group was much larger than the previous flock he’d witnessed. He didn’t need a telescope or binoculars to know that that long black smudge that crossed the horizon for…well, it seemed to be all over the place really, but it was broken up here and there…that black smudge could only be one thing.
    A gigantic flock of birds. Heading inland.
    Augustus felt a pang of fear in his belly. He slowly got to his feet, looking out at the ocean. A slight breeze rippled his