Ooooohhh!

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
- Kahlil Gibran

The Year of No Leaves

This has been quite a summer so far. Three weeks ago today, our neighbor died suddenly. A week and a half later, the storms destroyed trees and gardens and roofs. A week ago, the wife of one of my clients from when I had my massage practice died. We attended her Celebration of Life this past Monday. This morning at 6:00, we had to take Ms. Kitty in to the vet's so that she could melt into the one-ness of all. She was struggling to breathe and we couldn't let her suffer. We drove home afterward in the cloudy early morning and I was struck even more deeply at how, since the storm, there are no leaves on the trees. They were all pelted off or torn ragged. Even with the above average rainfall that has caused the grasses to be greener than usual for July, the trees are barren and brown.

I have never held a living thing as the life ran out. What an amazing moment.

God, she was a sweet kitty.

Reality

Three quotes I love from the current issue of The Sun Magazine:

After all, what is reality anyway? It's nothing but a collective hunch.
- Jane Wagner



The best mind-altering drug is truth.
- Lily Tomlin

If God dropped acid, would he see people?
- Steven Wright

A Drop Only Drops Once

Last week's hailstorm only happened once. It took about ten minutes. In my mind, it has happened at least 45 times (the "45 times" part is an inside joke). No, really, it's happened waaayyy more than 45 times inside this movie theater of a mind that shows re-runs quite often.

I do not desire suffering;
yet fool I am,
I desire the cause of suffering!
- Shantideva

Right now, the birds are chirping outside my window and their sound is louder than the din of the morning rush-hour traffic. The second batch of babies is learning to fly and will be gone soon. (Wise parents nested in a hole in the eave where no wind, rain or hail can find them.) The sun is shining in my window. I want to do some window-washing (but I won't) as the sun reveals the parts that didn't get cleaned well (I can live with that today). The cool Colorado morning is heavenly, the coolness magnified by my barefeet and wet hair. Good morning!

Whenever and wherever there is beauty, this inner essence shines through somehow. It only reveals itself to you when you are present.
- Eckhart Tolle

Right Here, Right Now

I
will
live
present
to
each
moment.

So Sweet

Effortless beauty
Water protects you from touch
But eyes caress you

(Photos taken while at the Botanic Gardens with Otowi.)

Shoveling Out

According to my next-door neighbor, the 10:00 news weather forecast last night didn't even call for what happened by 10:20. From out of nowhere, all hell just broke loose. We were some of the luckier ones. There are people with windows blown out. There is a house in Arvada with a tree going through it. We got plant and tree damage and damage to the paint on our house. The hoods of our cars look like the surface of the moon. Mr. Carol for Peace is on the roof right now, cleaning off the leaves and branches and looking for damage.

Would you like to take a tour of our house and neighborhood? (If not, you know what to do.)


The sun didn't come out until maybe 7 or later this morning. The sky didn't seem to exist. Things were eerily silent around here, except for the sound of transformers exploding every once in awhile. Then as things got lighter, we were inundated with helicopters hovering overhead for a really long time. It started to get unnerving.

Our front deck

One of the biggest branches that we lost - about 12 feet long. Not bad, considering...

These used to be green bean plants. We were just starting to get some beans.

Broccoli

Tomato plant


We had one ripe tomato. Yesterday, I thought that I would wait until today to pick it.

Our house is the one on the right. Our neighbor's car is under those broken branches.

If you look closely, you can see the right tail-light between the branches. Notice how few leaves there are on the branches that stayed upright. A lot of trees, plants and bushes here were just stripped.

In the night, I wondered about the wildlife. Where do they go? How could they all avoid the wind and hail that pelted us? I wonder if this bird is a victim of the storm. You can see that he has a wounded leg, and I'm not sure his wings are working well. When I saw him a second time, close to my front door, I thought I should catch him and get him to a rehabber, but he wouldn't let me get him.

There's another storm in the forecast for tonight. I hope they're wrong about that.

Just Like That

It's 12:45 a.m.

Sirens are blaring all around, sometimes it sounds like the 4th of July because of the explosions of transformers around town. We have no electricity - I'm typing on the laptop.

I can't sleep for a number of reasons.

I went to bed at 9:30 because we were going to get up early for a hike on Green Mountain.

At 10:30, I awoke to winds that sounded like a hurricane. They were quickly followed by hail and lightening. Hail that didn't fall from the sky, but instead was slung with a tremendous force.

We have no basement and I was afraid that we were either in a tornado or at the very least, the hail could break the windows. So I took my pillow and stood in our walk-in closet. It might not be any safer there, but it was all I could do.

After it all passed, we went outside to survey the damage. It was (and still is) eerie out there. No lights are working and there is a foggy, misty aura in the air.

My neighbor's HUGE maple is broken to pieces - some of it lying on their car and some clear into our yard. This is the house where our neighbor, J, lived. J died suddenly in a biking accident a week and a half ago. It is his car that is now covered by a huge branch of the tree. In the dark, we couldn't yet tell how much damage it has sustained.

We went in the backyard to see our garden. What garden? Amazing. I will take photos when it's light out.

After our hailstorm earlier this year, the broccoli had come back; most of the beans and part of the peas had recovered; and the kale and swiss chard were doing well. The zucchini plants and the tomatoes had survived the first hailstorm because we had covered them with sheets. I had just realized that we would have enough garden vegetables that we wouldn't have to buy any from the store this summer.

Now there is nothing. It only took about 10 minutes to flatten what has taken months to grow.

Just like that.

Dusk

Photos from the beautiful, awesome, stunning hike we did this evening on Green Mountain:

Rainbow into Denver

Red Rocks Amphitheater in the distance

Living Here Now

Once again, Byron Katie has helped me to see how my thinking has taken me to an imagined future while things are actually fine this very moment.

Sometimes (almost always) I need to be hit over the head over and over in order for things to sink in.

Last night I read a blog post of Katie's where she helped a woman inquire into her thought processes about her worry over her brothers in Iran. (You can read it here.) Through that line of questioning, I realized that I have images of Ms. Kitty's future that are just that - only images. I don't know what will happen after this moment, but I do know that right now, Ms. Kitty is a happy, sweet, loving kitty. If I put myself into the future, I can't be present with the beauty of what is right now. With me projecting my fears of the future, Ms. Kitty and I miss the love we can share while we're here together.

Ms. Kitty Today

(I just heard Mr. Carol For Peace in the next room saying "Nice little kitty. Such a sweet girl.")

I think I'll go now and just feel the love in this house.

I hope you can feel the love wherever you are, too.