The typhoon is here in the area and I can hear the hum of the coming wind and the screaming leaves rubbing. The power of bending and breaking the powerful tree is both awesome and scary. No drop of rain is falling as the clouds get on moving too busy to drop by, everyone pushed rushed forward with a sigh. My dogs are cold, the birds have lost their home, glad for the fishes they increase their own. Now Im thinking of my sister and brother, my friends and colleagues and think of what they see with these struggles? I guess to each his own but one thing I am sure that we will rise. No wind, no rain can keep us inside. No fear, no anger only love keeps us rising, before, during and after mother nature slashes us with power so pure its hot its cold, totally hissing. Its the cycle of life. for life to come death has to take place, for the spirit of our humanity will manifest when we see reason and accept we have lost it with grace. We question why this is happening and why of all places the storm came here to this place to this life? Open your minds and see. We are not in control as we are part of nature, there is no it and we. It will pass this storms we all go through, personal, community, with nature as one. The choice though is ours as we rise, do we let go of what we lost or invest with pain and anger that we have not won? For all we know the wind is on a vacation, bored of its wits up in the clouds, with repeated conversations and too loud. Its hereto chillax and is having the time of his life... best vacation ever, what do you think of that???
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 03:11:27 +0000
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