Although Kim and I have vacationed more in northern San Diego County than anywhere else since moving to Tucson, it still doesn't feel like home in the way that the Bay Area does. To be sure, recent events have significantly deepened the range of associations we make in Encinitas, Leucadia, and Carlsbad. I imagine it will still be a long time, though, before the memories we've made there come close in stature to the ones we've made in the Bay Area. Right now, the San Diego area resonates for us more like the places familiar from our many North Coast excursions do: Petaluma, Healdsburg, Cloverdale, Highway 128, Mendocino, and Fort Bragg.
I'm speaking of the grown-ups here, of course. While Skylar really started to feel her connection to San Francisco in new ways during this visit, our cliffside camping trips have been a much bigger part of her life than ours, at least percentage-wise. That is, if you asked her which vacation spot she knows best or which one is most important to her, I'm almost certain she'd answer, "San Diego." Indeed, that's one of the reasons why I worked so hard to keep Kim from canceling the Bay Area trip. Even though we were all exhausted from the previous journey and she had a difficult week at work, I thought it was important for Skylar to reinforce the memories she made during last year's visit, when we stayed longer.
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I realize that my investment in Skylar remembering the Bay Area falls into a different category than my investment in her remembering the Encinitas-Leucadia-Carlsbad area. We've never lived in San Diego County. Since we moved to Tucson before she was two, though, her experience of living in California has gradually receded into the underworld of "pre-memories," that place where memories go when they can no longer be recalled directly, but only flash into consciousness unexpectedly: abstract, indistinct, out of context. I have a whole theory about the importance of pre-memories, why it matters so much that parents expose their babies and toddlers to experiences that will later be forgotten. I don't want to explain that theory in detail here, particularly since it's purely conjecture and not grounded in research, but it has informed my approach to traveling with Skylar.
In practical terms, my theory leads me to believe that it's important to revisit places where one's pre-memories were formed after one has started forming the sort of well-ordered, easily referenced memories that mark the passage from the pre-school years to the school years. In Skylar's case, then, I think it's important for her to go back to California often enough so that the time she spent there as a one, two, and three-year-old is a little closer to hand, more likely to emerge from the shadows and give definition to the memories she has made as a five and six-year-old.
I suppose you could argue that I'm trying too hard to control what I can't really control, when I talk about reinforcing memories and pre-memories. Curiously, though, it's all the reading I've done in psychoanalysis, as well as post-structuralist theories rooted in the reading of psychoanalysis, that has convinced me of the importance of repetition. Going back to the entry I posted last week with a passage from Sigmund Freud's Project For a Scientific Psychology -- or der Entwurf, as Jacques Lacan refers to it -- I think that something good will come from traversing the same mental pathways over and over again, even if the end result is a radical transformation of the self. It's not like I want everything to remain the same -- though I am given to that vice -- so much as I want the routes to difference to proceed over familiar territory, rather than to strike out for unknown territory that, paradoxically, will probably end up confirming the self that's already there at the beginning.
I think it's easier to become new, in other words, when you are walking in your own footsteps. Our minds are always making comparisons, regardless of whether we want them to or not. If we are in a strange place, one side of that equal sign will necessarily be a rather fixed notion of where we've come from, both literally and metaphorically. But if we're somewhere we've been many times before, place will become a common denominator that drops out of the equation, letting us see the difference introduced by the passage of time instead of the sameness we tend to fall back on when processing the passage through space.
When I look at the photo I've presented in this entry -- thank you