You will please bear with me for not being whimsical or profound or very creative today. I have two daughters in the path of Hurricane Florence. (My husband, on an extended business trip in N. Carolina, took heed and flew out in time.) Cait feels she is now a bit safer than thought in Williamsburg, Virginia as she continues her work as a chaplain though she is not far from the Atlantic. Naomi evacuated to the northwestern corner of S. Carolina, leaving her work as art professor and her home in Columbia. It is the relentless rain that is now ruining and will damage or destroy so much, endanger untold numbers and vast amounts of property as this system, now a tropical storm, very slowly rotates across the Southeastern states and then northward (we think). Rainfall is catastrophic in many areas already; storm surges are major issues along with wind gusts still up to 70- 90 mph in places and tornadoes are developing, as well. Over 900,000 people are without power at this moment, and four have died. And the last I heard, over 1.9 million had been evacuated but there were countless others who stayed behind. I certainly worry about my children but I am very concerned for all the others, their safety and loss of their homes and businesses. The first deaths have brought me tears, an ache of sadness. These next weeks at very least will be unbelievably challenging.
We know about long, hard rains in the Pacific Northwest, how they easily flood our many rivers and create sudden mudslides, erode coastal lands as well as other acreage, take down aged, mighty trees and invade homes. But I have never been in a hurricane or tropical storm. And it is daunting and disheartening to think of, yet it weighs on my mind all day, each day.
I offer you, however, a few photos of the astonishing loveliness of nature this time of year in many locales. I cling to the mysteries and attractions. As we try to cope with significant climate changes that engender big events all over the world, we need to never lose sight of how nourishing, exquisite and complex a living entity this planet earth is, despite the destructive impact of other powerful actions/reactions.
And we love her so, cannot help it despite the growing perils; this is our human abode. Do we truly know what we have here? We must learn all we can, hold on to what we have and to hope, respectfully avail ourselves of bounties and wonders, and work to help in even small ways to abate ongoing threats to such abundance.
Thank you for prayers offered all those endangered–not only in the U.S but everywhere that undergoes such catastrophic shifts and losses. We cannot abandon our spiritual strength, no matter our belief, in times such as these. Together we must keep on.
I truly hope all your family members get through the difficult weather. Hurricanes are devastating. I’ve been through one on the Mississippi coast, but it wasn’t a major event, still it was daunting. And of course there was Katrina, even though I was one hundred fifty miles inland, it was a horror. And now Florence. I was watching online news last night as rescuers were getting a family to safety. Why didn’t they leave? But then they had their own reasons. The fact that over a million folks got out of harm’s way is mind boggling. Again, I hope all goes well for your daughters, and you as well, Cynthia, as we move into the fall season.
Thank you so much for your response, Paul. They surely are mighty and violent in many ways. It must have been so difficult to endure those hurricanes, and they live on in your memory…I feel sympathy for those who endure them. I don’t undertand, either, why people don’t want to leave, despite property, if they can. It would seem that instinct would make carry you out the door and in the other directions!
Our daughters fortunately did fare well in the end, unlike so many affected.
Thank you for all good words and wishes; the same in return for you and yours.
I wish you all well, Cynthia. Our granddaughter, Florence (yes, Florence) is in N. Carolina , but is not expecting too much
Thank you, Derrick. NC, as you know by now, was hit the hardest and is still dealing with troubles and dire consequences. But my daughters fared alright in the end. I hope your granddaughter did, too…!
Florence wasn’t too concerned. I expect we would have heard had she not been OK. I’m pleased about your daughters