Two themes are emerging in almost every conversation I've had or overheard in the aftermath of this week's Sydney/Central Coast/Hunter storms: Cleansing and Gratitude. People are saying they feel as if a big cleansing has happened, and how grateful they felt this week for any small thing: some warmth, candlelight, a hot shower at a friend's house.
There is upon your earth right now a great clashing of forces, and yet beneath it all, beneath the seeming duality, the wars, the storms, the differences in ideologies, there is only one love. The right hand is arguing with the left, forgetting they are all one in the same.
I live in the southeastern USA and recently there was a large storm that went up the coast causing heavy rain, flooding, damage, etc. They called this ‘Super Storm Sandy’. At one time it was a hurricane; it was also called a nor’easter and more. Last Saturday I started paying attention to the news I was hearing about Hurricane Sandy. I’d attended a party where people were expressing their concern. So on Sunday, I decided to see what I could do.