I choose to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit. (DK)
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Hurricane of Prayer.
I'm supposed to be sitting in a theater in NYC's Lincoln Center tonight, enjoying the Tony winning play, War Horse, with my daughter and sister. And we made reservations for brunch tomorrow morning at the celebrated restaurant Balthazar in Soho. We planned such a wonderful trip.
But needless to say, we cancelled that trip on Thursday night as the reports of Hurricane Irene grew more concerning by the minute. And while we are very disappointed to miss our long planned trip to New York, this can't compare to the fear and suffering the East Coast people are going through now.
But tonight my daughter is in New York City because she recently moved there. As I write this she is hunkered down in an apartment with friends in Chelsea, only four blocks from the Hudson River. As her mother, I am beyond worried. But I must trust that she will be safe. I must have faith.
I'm sending up a request to all of you for positive thoughts and prayers, not only for my daughter ... but for all of those in harm's way with this horrific storm. Collective positive energy can swirl, gather strength and become a powerful force, much like a hurricane.
Thank you and blessings to all.
Sunday morning update: The kid is safe! Thank heavens Irene lost steam and THANK YOU ALL for your prayers!