Waking & Packing
The tsunami warning on the West Coast today had us packing rapidly and moving from low lying lands to higher hills. It was a good test run, as of this moment so far everything is fine. The initial surge was bigger than a King tide but not enough to be worse.
Hopefully, that is a good sign.
There are still warnings for hours and all of the first responders are watching things - the police cars, perched on the hill where they can watch the bay.
We already got the notice early this morning and had our own evacuation test run. They blew all the flood horns and I talked to neighbors. It took us 35 minutes to leave. Maybe good for a first run. Not good for an actual emergency.
My girlfriend was out of the house within a couple minutes of the flood horns blowing, all of them, all the surrounding communities, the sounds echoing through town, through the hills, amplified by the water.
She’s got her act together.
For moment, hearing those horns blow, there was a pause, within me. I stopped moving to listen, within; access to a greater energy, a greater moment. Writing this, the image of the Archangel Gabriel, blowing the trumpet, came to me. At the time, it was a sense of being a part of something, something the greater ‘we’ were involved in, in the moment. Then back to packing.
Now, ripples continue to move in and then move out. We were on the second surge, and they were coming in even with high tide withdrawing. The Fire Marshall has already come by and said that while they are watching for the rest of the day and so on, so far they don’t think evacuation is needed, again.
My Dream of the Tsunami
I was thinking of that dream I had of the tsunami.
So I am watching the water.
After the initial surge I returned to the neighborhood to take stock. My Dad taught me how to do that. Right about now, I’m not sure he would approve of living in low lying lands like this.
But, after everything that has happened, and my Mom passing away a couple of years ago, and so much more, I could also see him saying, “Ah, it’s okay.”
Because, we danced at the water one of the times I brought him down there, in the last couple of years, and the music played, and a beautiful woman danced with him, again, and he was happy. So, so happy and full of joy.
My Dad’s Wisdom
As a kid, I remember driving around with my Mom and Dad for hours, looking at houses. It’s what we did together as a family on Sunday afternoons.
Dad would say -
There’s only one exit road, if there’s a fire, it’s no good.
No, see the water channel there? That could flood with water.
It’s too close to that hill and there’s no way out.
He knew what he was talking about as he was trained in engineering and designing. Dad drove around Houston for 6 months, looking at landscapes and property.
When the Houston flood came in 2017, his house was one of the few that did not flood. And the catch basin that was a couple footballs fields in length right next door, was full.
Are We Under Attack, Or Is This Just Nature, Evolving?
This morning, I felt a momentary longing to be back up in the hills, surrounded by forest and the beauty of nature there. And then I remembered that during fire season, I would be wracked with anxiety.
Since 2017 we had fires after fires, and it really - as an intuitive - it felt like we were under attack. That was the energy.
A bunch of people did some research on maybe how and maybe why.
I had a prophetic dream about this ‘under attack’ feeling, a few years ago.
My Dream About ‘the People’
My dream was that we came under attack as a society, that everyone was held together in one huge home, that there were armed soldiers from some other country (or entity), in another room in the home, and that we were all being held hostage.
This morning, my sense was - I don’t think it’s over.
We thought things were going to start calming down, now. Oh sure, the new virus is mild - the big mandate got struck down - it’s not fire season - the power’s on - think you’re gonna relax? Here’s a tsunami!
As I was taking a few things out of the car, when we returned after the surge, I couldn’t help but wonder. What is the bigger picture, here? Is there a bigger meaning to take hold of? Is there a greater theme to rest one’s rational mind against?
Have Courage - Take Heart
And then I thought, we chose to live in these times. That’s my spiritual viewpoint; that I came to Earth, I was born, and the greater Soul that I am, knew what was coming - knew that I would be here in these challenging times.
There were choice points. There were the opportunities for ‘exit’. I didn’t choose them. Maybe I’m too stubborn, or maybe just ridiculous, my new favorite word for everything.
These times aren’t for sissies, they aren’t for the faint of heart. These are learn to pantry, know how to evacuate, learn your basic medicinal remedies, be ready for anything, be prepared kinds of times.
These are ‘take heart’ kinds of times.
These are times that call for courage.
These are times that call for the courage of the Human heart to step forward.
These times have given me the biggest blessing of all. They have re-united me with God, fixed my relationship with my own Soul, renewed my faith, instilled courage. I was lost and I became found. The Light within me turned back on, and started to expand.
Life is better than I could have ever imagined, because I feel this well of Life, this bounty of Soul, rising up within me, no matter what is happening. There’s this feeling of connection with the Divine, of thick love and buttery goodness, of compassion and care, and of always being ‘home’, because that connection is alive within me.
And even when I couldn’t talk this morning, and I couldn’t explain, all I could do was say, get your computer we’re going, I knew it was there, guiding.
Being Grateful Even in Tough Times, Because They Hone Us If We Rise to the Opportunity
It was the tough times that did this, like sandpaper smoothing the roughness, like a light shining hope into despair, like relief flooding back when all felt lost.
I can tell you where courage comes from - it comes from God. It comes from Soul. It comes from the Divinity that is what you are, deep within you.
The first thing I did this morning was pray. I prayed for protection, I prayed to be guided in alignment with my Highest Good, I prayed for those who seemed oblivious, I prayed to make the best choices I could.
Now, I’m watching the water.
I’m gonna pray, again.
If Gabriel blows the horns again, I’m ready.
As it is, I carry on.
~ Susan Inspired
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