Sandra Ann Holguin

So,so sorry to learn of your loss. We extend our prayers & condolences in these trying times.

May she rest in peace.

I offer my prayers to the family and friends of Sandra. I am a alumm of Mater Dei and it hurts when we lose a member of our Mater Dei family.I know that Our Holy Mother "Mater Dei" has taken Sandra by the hand and sat her right next to her son ! God Bless us all!
Nick Frank '68

I never had the pleasure of meeting Sandra, but I must say that I truly have admired her courage and strength. May Sandra rest in God's peace.

Sandra held a solid, sacred place in my soul. And she still does. She experienced a dream come true with me. A true dream come true!

Many people do not know this about me, but I was a professional actor and just as I started "taking off" I became ill. After a lifetime of performing, Sandra was the last actress that I ever worked with. She laughed and cried with me as we toured the West Coast. We were like two young newly-free birds who just left the next and entered the exciting magical world. We were free to do anything that we wanted, it was just us, as we traveled from town to town. We saw so many sub-cultures of our society. ..Beautiful, beautiful experience.

We danced alongside country roads; we played fun little psychic games; we stayed up late talking about our dreams, our pasts and our futures; we invigorated hundred of children at a time. It is an INCREDIBLE experience to be on stage with one other person, guiding and stimulating the creativity of masses of children. Thousands and thousands of children were made happier by Sandra.

I remember one performance where Sandra's passion and enlightenment leaped into the forefront of everyone. ... We were performing a show for a large elementary school in the San Jose area of California. It was a public school, though it seemed oddly strict like an uptight private school. In the middle of us laughing and interacting with the children, as were were unfolding our show for them, the principal came in and started shouting at us. Right there, in the middle of a live show!

The grumpy old crotchety principal, who was shouting so hard that spit slung form his lips, said that the children were not aloud to interact with us if it meant that they were going to be louder than a whisper. ..What? Was he seriously saying this to us, to all of us?

Every single child's face went from happy and glowing to damp and desperately disappointed. The crotchety old guy stormed out of the auditorium. Sandra and I stood in silent amazement that this just happened.

Our eyes met immediately, shocked. Like an internal switch from off to on, Sandra's face went from jaw-dropped and wide-eyed, to lip-pursed and squinty-eyed. Determination. Challenge. ...War! This was a war in an instant. It was the good guys:us. And the bad guys: The crotchety old wicked witch grumpy principal guy. --Yes, I know that he is only one guy, but his verbal attack had the impact of an army. ...So, it was on! Sandra and I quickly scuffled behind the set and we frantically whispered about what to do. Holding each other's hands, heads closely together. Sandra said "Let's do it! Let's give those kids the experience that they deserve!" "Ok, let's do it. Let's give them one day of happy freedom in the midst of this entire repressive year for them!"

So, we held our heads proudly and high as we walked like brides down an isle, determined but graceful steps. Out to the audience we went. Kids, still silent in shock. Sandra cautiously looked into my eyes and then turned passionately on again. Her arms raised above her head as her voice began to boom above them all. She walked into the audience, provoking the children to laugh and play with us. I too entered the audience and gripped the hands of the teachers on the sideline. We were going to get everyone involved. The adults knew what we were doing. But, nobody stopped us. I bet the adults were just as repressed as the children. We began a wave of fierce energy in the room. It flowed through us and into the audience, landing in the center of their souls. We were loud, oh yes, we were loud. We began dancing and singing and skipping. Laughter erupted from us all. It was powerful, and there suddenly was no war to win at all. It wasn’t even about war. It was about living fully within this gift of life. For that day, in that moment, we were living with vigor, dignity and good old fun!

I saw Sandra's face in that precious moment of our lives. She was free. And so was I. ..And so were all of those beautiful children in the audience. We knew that they would remember this day for the rest of their lives. They may not remember our names, and they may not remember the details, but they will forever be influenced by that feeling. They will remember that complete strangers cared about them enough to put themselves in the line of fire. We were nervous about it, but we knew that we could not just give in and let these children, or teachers, lose out on the experience of a lifetime. It was magical. Truly, magical.

...That was only one single example of Sandra's unbelievable strength and beauty. My god, how I loved her for that experience. I love her now for all of her life and how she spread such real love everywhere that she went.

I feel in my gut, in my soul, that Sandra has very important work of angels to share in spirit. She already did with every day that she was in body. Please, let us take her lead, and live our lives unafraid to spread laughter to strangers and love to all of the world.

LOVE LOVE LOVE, all around Sandra.. And to everyone else...

Deanna:

Lo que mas me acuerdo de Sandra era que siempre tenía una sonrisa en la cara, siempre de buen humor, y siempre linda. Dios tiene una nueva compañera en el cielo, y Karla y yo lo sentimos mucho y les enviamos nuestras condolencias.

De parte de la Familia Yrízar queremos decirle que estamos contigo y tus papás, y Sandra estará en nuestras oraciones.

Pablo

That was beautifully written and captured what I also perceived as the essence of Sandra. I hope the family is coping well and continues to feel the light of Sandra as described in her obituary. I among so many, am inspired and warmed by her spirit. I may not be present at the formal gatherings but, I'll be there in my thoughts. The day she passed away was a beautiful day for me. I woke up with the sun and surf and tracked the sunlight until it set on the horizon-an unusual occurrence for me. It was meaningful even before I learned about what happened that day. Even now I sometimes get a subtle and light "touch" which I perceive as Sandra. I hope that spirit stays with me and keeps directing my attention to the subtle details.-with love, Daniel

Dearest Sally, Louie, Deanna, and EJ,
A brilliant bright light shone in our midst and now a new star will continue to illuminate the heavens. Sandra was a beautiful young woman, who made those whose lives she touched, better for having known her. May she rest in peace. May you be comforted by knowing how much you meant to her.
Respectfully,
Bea Aguirre

No bond is as great as that between a parent and child. Our deepest condolences are with you as you grieve.