my aftermath at nautilus teachings

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hurricane matthew
has past us …
we sit.
it’s pitch black
almost eerily, scary…
outside neighbors are laughing
with friends.
generators
are humming
the night is still
a sliver of a moon
stars bright
life has become
full of simplicity…
i met neighbors i never knew
and realized
i am too busy in life
i need to stop
and listen to life’s song
smell the ocean
let it tickle my toes more
embrace the cool breeze
that knots my hair
be thankful every time
my AC kicks on
or i grab an ice cube
flush a toilet
take a warm shower
sit with my candles
run my dogs
swim in my pool
breathe in life
and express gratitude…
for my life
my home being safe
for our friends
who took us
and our two big beasts in,
just for life
for prayers being answered…

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angels protecting us

and God saying,
“sher, this is not your time…”
i blow out all the candles
make a HUGE
titos
without ice
because our power
is taking a rest
while we pause
think
and remember
what so many people
live without…
sure,
Publix is open
there are lights
surrounding
our entire neighborhood
but we,
yes
we,
are always the last
to get power
on their grid…
we have made calls
but to no avail
we still are dark.
but this time
our dear friend
gave us a portable AC…
so now,
we sit in darkness
with our generator humming
while we are dry
clean,
cool
from this crazy
amazing AC
three fans blowing upon us
watching
American pie
on my mega screen computer
from my studio
laughing our asses off
knowing
we
are
small,
just this tiny blip
in life.
we.
are.
nothing…

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the power of mother natures force
could have done so much damage to us
flooded our homes
torn off our roofs
but for some reason
we
were
spared…
i walk outside
and our friends
from across the canal pull up
‘hey!!! how are you ?
how did your home do?’
“well, we lost half our roof
from a micro burst…”
sadness.
i want to pick her up
hug her and bring her into
my mini AC room…
‘i am so sorry…
can i do anything?”,
i ask…
‘no, the insurance company
was great.
we are alive.
we are good.
thank you,
my friend….’
and then
they drive away.
i want to run after them
and scream,
“come live with us…”
but they are gone
as fast as they came.
i walk back into my
HOT house
and enter
my AC room…..
then i close my eyes
think about the last 3 days
and know
without a doubt
God’s hand
steered
matthew
away from us.
He saved us..
and for this
i will actually go
to d’s
Catholic church
kneel down
and be filled
with the knowing
friends
are priceless
and i,
myself, need to
express to them,
more frequently
how much i love
and appreciate them…
looks like a party is on the books
for Sheri’s house…

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