The cleansing destruction of Earth changes arrived in my current home area earlier this month. Hurricane Irene. I have been saying that, here in the North East, Hudson River Valley of New York state, We are ready for a good Nor'easter in the winter- but the Deep Flooding we have recently experienced, and High Winds, we are wholly unprepared for. The Landscape is Changing. What I knew as a Child of this Valley Transforms. Expectations do not apply.
Who am I without Electricity? Who am I if I can not send an email? Call someone? Turn on the light?
This was my meditation as I awoke Sunday morning to torrential rain, an island where the expansive green lawn used to be. Waters rushing over the earth, that would too wash us away, my son and I. We pushed sandal-footed feet, slowly feeling for ground, through these rivers in our driveway. Umbrellas held tight, we forged to the road to see what was happening beyond our Shelter of Trees.
There was a driveway across the street, a small road that was now the bed of a raging brown waterfall...
That was the storm. The Rains did cease.
In the mid afternoon on the second day, I ventured us out to look at the world, see about provisions, to gather Information. Where was the dry ice, who still had wet ice. Who had a generator wad was making coffee. Talking with the townspeople. Making calls from Family. What roads were closed. Where was it passable. Who was still able to pump gas.
One thing is certainly true, that the greater our awareness, the more responsibility we have in holding this light, embodying the light of creation, and holding it up as a beacon for all those who wish to follow. And then, we have our own process to undergo at this time, "the burning off of the dross". In order to be a vessel of Light, all darkness (ego, fear, etc), often accumulated in the course of several lifetimes, must be brought to the surface for clearing. It has been an intense time for lightworkers due to this heavy process. I have found in my experience that I am required to be so much gentler with myself (my former tendencies have been to be super-critical of myself and my imperfections). If I can not offer myself the sincerest, deepest of compassion, how can I be in that on someone else's behalf?
I am caught between the worlds- Earth and Spirit. My vision is one that is divided. I am not of this world, yet I am part of it. There is the illusion made Real. And how much of it is so?