I extracted a image from the video I took of the lightening Monday night. My wonderful husband Kit and I were out for an after dinner walk when we noticed flashes of light in the southern sky. We weren’t sure what it was at first.
It was lightening . . but so far away we heard nothing. Still, we cut our walk short. We mostly only get sheet lightening in Hawaii. I was curious. And waited with anticipation as it slowly grew closer. Although, with a flash every 5 or 10 seconds it seemed more like a THEY not a singular IT.
Later that evening I went outside and saw flashes of horizontal lightening bolts in the northern sky. But, still no real thunder. It was only when we were into Tuesday morning that the storm made its reality KNOWN. Then the flashes were so bright they went through eye patches and around corners. The thunder came and STAYED.
Today I realized that the slow approach of the storm is how my mind absorbs reality. Slowly! Very slowly. The Visceral awareness takes time to arrive. . . .
Visceral awareness — hearing the sonic booms rattle the windows and my bones — is quite different from intellectual awareness. As in yes, global warming. Oh Yes, a problem.
I guess, God, I am hoping that we can all get a visceral awareness of our planet’s peril. And translate that into personal and political action. Well, God, my husband just said: SAY WHAT YOU ARE GOING TO DO! So, part two is coming.
You have been much on my mind since the 10 hour thunderstorm that we first saw at 8:00 p.m. and saw the last flash shortly after sunrise. All those old stories and myths about the gods deploying thunderbolts suddenly became completely understandable. I have been in thunderstorms as a teenager up in the San Bernardino mountains. And the lightening struck brighter and closer than it did on Monday night. But, it passed quickly!
This was relentless. What started off as silent bursts of light in the southern sky . . . kept on coming. . . slowly. I went out at 11:00 and the lightening was now to our north. Flashes of horizontal lightening. And by then they were close enough for the sound to surround us. A few hours later flashes reached me around corners and the claps of thunder kept reverberating.
My cup overflowed. This was not a hurricane but it was more than I had experienced before. And it is the Overflow Factor that pivotal.
I’m sitting here thinking . . . first that I am overjoyed by the quiet sky of this evening. Secondly, that I have to find ways to buy less, use less, save more. I am only One. But I am the only one I am responsible for. So what will I actually do . . . or not do? Well, I just turned off the only light I had on. And now I will turn off my computer and go to bed!
Well, replenishing is taking longer than I anticipated! And it involves far more than I currently grasp. But, I’d like to share what I “know” so far . . . not so much with You, God, — to whom all is known — as much as with myself.
I shall start with my yellow palm which sits outside our front door. For months I had been semi noticing that it stayed yellow. It was not a vibrant green like my other palms. Finally I googled…Why is my palm yellow? Immediately, the response came back indicating that my palm was lacking magnesium! YIKES! Magnesium!
The palm came first. I mixed up a few tablespoons of epsom salts (magnesium chloride) with a gallon of water and dosed my palm. This is a photo I took 4 or 5 days later in which I could see that a formerly yellow frond was turning green! SO SOON? I had thought it was supposed to take weeks and only work on the new fronds….but…here it was!
And me? I’m finally taking ENOUGH magnesium . . . just like our daughter Suzanne has been urging me. I’m not turning green, but I am sleeping better. Seems magnesium is essential for over 300 biochemical reactions in our bodies. And it also seems most of us don’t get enough in our diet.
So, God, I’m thankful to be replenishing at least one key mineral. And I’m thankful that I am much more aware of the whole huge topic of replenishing . . . I’m going to need lots of help as I work on that.
“Oh! Look UP” my friend said. And there they were . . . these lovely blooms hiding above my head. We really don’t SEE this amazing world around us. Or the equally amazing world within us.
Last week while talking with my beloved spiritual director, I told her that I have come to believe that REALITY is God’s best gift to us. As soon as the words were out of my mouth I was FLOODED with the realization that Reality has multiple Layers and Dimensions that we humans are totally unaware of. Well, maybe the String Scientists that are talking about 11 dimensions have some idea. But, not me!
Actually, this Time and Place that I am in is WAY TOO MUCH for me to grasp. I try. I try to keep up. But, it isn’t just a matter of learning new information. More and more I am having to rebuild or upgrade my mental maps!
Information to be understood and maybe even used has to be seen in its context. I’m slow at that. When our oldest daughter slowly discovered that her assorted health troubles could be traced back to EMF radiation, I was slow to update my mental map. My old map was of us humans as physical, chemical beings. Upgrading to seeing us as BioElectric Beings took time!
But, it is important. Laurence Gonzales has said, “Some people update their mental maps more often than others. They are called survivors.”
I had no idea how much energy I was using to avoid and deny my fears. That is, I was unaware until I started the turn toward confronting them. I sound brave, but, really all I did was stop playing solitaire and scrabble and reading fun fiction books. Those were all what I used to block reality — putting my head in the sand.
Then when worries came . . . I trusted You enough to look at them and pray about them! It was clear that You were not going to wave a magic wand! But, at the same time it was also clear that You WANT to HELP! I guess, You just want me to “participate” in my reality.
I think I started this Distraction Fast last week. On Friday it was suddenly imperative that I get an Earthing Mat that very day and put it on our bed. My wonderful husband Kit handled it with continued sound sleep. I was a bit more reactive. Being more energized to the point of being wired the first night . . . then adjusting my sleep. And now I’m having intermittent waves of much more energy with periods of recovery. Interesting!
Another result is much more PEACE about situations. I feel confident that our daughters are doing WELL and I do not need to “help” or “worry”. My goodness! That is amazing.
It seems as if the “channel” that FEAR comes in on . . . is the same “channel” that FAITH comes in on. And now that I am standing with You (so to speak) and looking at my fears . . . faith is flooding in. Hm. You command us to FEAR NOT 360 times in the Bible. But, I didn’t get the part about facing them with You.
No one needs to encourage a flower to bloom. But, we humans seem to have a harder time “blooming”. Perhaps that is why being an Encourager is considered as one of the spiritual gifts.
This Wednesday I was SEIZED with a desire to ENCOURAGE a person. Looking back, I realize my encouragement (money) was enough out of the ordinary that I am surprised I wasn’t embarrassed. (Hm. The receiver might have been a bit embarrassed.) But, I was a woman possessed. I pressed on! Joyfully! Smile.
And, God, as You have probably designed it, I ended up being the main beneficiary of my endeavor. Driving home I found myself thinking that I wanted to do something similar. I had wanted to begin this project for some time. But, I hadn’t. Slowly it dawned on me that . . . maybe . . . I could encourage myself. It was a brand new idea!
But, how simple. Indeed, how obvious. I need encouragement! Oddly enough just accepting that thought was breakthrough. And then as I was advocating — to someone else — the importance starting off knowing you were going to make something terrible . . . I took my own advice and STARTED! I’m not exactly blooming . . . but I am beginning! And I am thankful.
I really wasn’t sure if I would make it through yesterday! Wednesday is my busy day . . . and I had added THREE extra events into it. And each event was at least 2 hours long. YIKES! I left home at 6:20 a.m. and returned at 8:15 p.m. On my one break between activity number 2 and number 3 I had 25 minutes. What to do?
No time to go home. But there was time to stop at Kawaikui Beach Park. Time to get in more steps, more sun, and take more photos. Time to enjoy and admire. Time to be grateful.
It was a day spent — invested — in doing worthwhile things that I loved — with people that I love. And then home to my wonderful husband! This is such a gorgeous world, God. I was very thankful for a break to do nothing but stop, walk, and admire.
It comes to me that I don’t need a whole 25 minutes to stop and admire. I can stop anywhere along my full days. . . taking a minute. . . here and there to appreciate. The world is waiting. . .