Lava journey

Jan Anderson

 

May 2018
Watching Leilani...8 miles away...lava fissures coming up everywhere in peoples yards..quickly...each day more...shifting .
I feel a murmur inside me to prepare.. .like a distant family member may come to visit.
8 miles away lava burned through the water.."......
No water for us...water is life...I must prepare...quiet anxiety moves through me...hoping for the best....moving faster...
Evacuation ...2 am moonlight night...our 3 vehicles loaded with last stuff we could jam in...
I have my dogs...my pillow and blankets...we join a calvacade of others and collectively in slow motion leave Kapoho.....not knowing ......no one will ever see again...like Atlantis
once an idealic environment...so many memories ...the people..the animals..the fish...the plants...all gone
The new palette is born from the earth...it is raw, hot, hard, beautiful, a new layer to begin new life instantly
I am displaced...I am in a safe and welcome space with gracious friends .......
....but. my roots are dangling and I need to find a place to get grounded guickly.
I am not in the mood for a big search...too much for my spirit to handle...I settle on a place with many good attributes and I move forward, finding creating with landscape or clay is my savior of spirit. Nature has always been my teacher and therefore evolving and adaptation are the lessons and the homework.
I feel that I was deeply connected in a major geological event....the growing of the earth literally amazing.....accepting gracefully
Now almost 2 years later...I keep learning what is important to me....I am ok  with most of the changes...but the hardest is the new sounds of man’s civilization that that seem to envelope me...traffic...I am trying to adapt
Still...my life is about getting on with it...and be ever more conscious of inside and outside of me and everyone/everything


 

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