Dear Deena, my heart goes out to you and all the people and creatures and trees and plant beings who are threatened by these wildfires or who have already perished in them. May the winds calm and the water that is so abundant here where we live wet the ground there to stop the spread. Thank you for your passion and wisdom in the midst of emergency.
Let us learn from FIRE: take many shapes yet always remain true to one's nature; create paths as well as follow them; surrender to water and to earth. Written with a breaking and broken heart, with a lump in my throat. Thank you, bless you.
Thank you, Deena, for sharing your heart - felt thoughts/feelings/fears. Comfort for the souls who need to experience what you are so generously sharing from the deepest parts of you.
I, many of us, have been waiting to hear from you as we watch the fire contort and incinerate. May your words fly across the land like embers that embed in our hearts and minds. There's no turning back. We must be brave as we move together. Take care please.
ThankGod for this. For you . If anything can be redeemable it is because of utter, abject, excruciating, transformative power of full responsibility taken. And beginning anew, having been crushed of the disease.
I am far away, in Massachusetts, and for days all I want to do is text everyone I know in L.A. and ask them if they are safe, and then, an hour later, do it again. My heart is with you and with all the beings-the trees, the bees, the birds, the bear, the mountain lion, the squirrels...I hold the image of the land in my heart and wake in the night and revisit it. This morning at sunrise I wondered, if everything is taken and we have to start over, will it give us the opportunity to do it differently? Perhaps L.A. is meant to be the first community to REALLY create a place where humans and non-humans and Earth can live in alignment. Where every being's needs are tekn into account. What would that look like? How might we do it? Those of us who have tsafety and space and clean air and water and can think and feel must begin to envision a future that does not lead to the end of all life. That's what I am doing while I watch what I love go up in flames.
You are in my heart. Here is to , as you say, entirely and willingly reimagining, revisioning, restructuring and rebuilding and each of us making amends in accord with all those who are suffering so greatly as is our Mother, Earth. Prayers of protection to you and Tonpanga.
there are no words for this Deena, or for the frequency of the attacks all over the state. Frequency - hah! they have used the military frequencies of WAR, CERN, HAARP, to incinerate the world so they can have the land.
i/we know not who "they" is, or what rebuilding means at this point. But you are correct, we cannot "restore".
it's unimaginable that so much beauty is simply - gone - along with the people who nurtured it
dearest ones, dearest Deena, yesterday i sent this…how it still burns, still prays for you and with you…
Even as I think and think of the Lahaina fires before this one, and Even as Merwin told us, "even though the whole world is burning..."I woke thinking, in this cold wolf moon dawn, of Roethke: “
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.�/I feel my fate in what I cannot fear./�I learn by going where I have to go./We think by feeling. What is there to know?/�I hear my being dance from ear to ear.�I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow." 🦋 Bless each and every being that survives and each that must and blazes in these our times, and those, each and every one that ascends to be our guides for our necessary future with yes, yes, yes…our WE…our WE. with all love, m.
dear dear Deena, my sincere gratitude for your writing at this infernal time so clearly and wisely when all i could do is be silent. i was afraid to hear and reading your writing my heart and body connects to what is going on far and near. and a week before the fire i had drawn the armadillo card. the wisdom of armadillo that protects its fragile parts and is among the first to reemerge after a fire. all the more then human beings and those humans in desperate situations of wars and fires and floods in my heart at this time is the work for those who are not in the process of evacuation or losing everything. may Iansa of the winds be calmed to allow the brave firefighters to contain this current crisis. i can offer my home as refuge. i embrace the we.
Having lived next door to you for many years I am happy to hear what has not burned. So saddened by what has. Although I do not live there now, it hurts that the familiar beauty is damaged and homes lost. I live in a similar place, dodging fire here too. Hoping it never hits home…
Dear Deena, my heart goes out to you and all the people and creatures and trees and plant beings who are threatened by these wildfires or who have already perished in them. May the winds calm and the water that is so abundant here where we live wet the ground there to stop the spread. Thank you for your passion and wisdom in the midst of emergency.
Thank you for this opening to weeping. May we listen. May we move from I to we.
Thinking about you and others constantly.
Let us learn from FIRE: take many shapes yet always remain true to one's nature; create paths as well as follow them; surrender to water and to earth. Written with a breaking and broken heart, with a lump in my throat. Thank you, bless you.
Thank you for writing, Deena. As you do, feeling your truth and heart.
WE, WE, WE. Weep.
“You know this. The madness has its dire consequences.”
Here we are. I love you. With you.
Leah Schweitzer
Thank you, Deena, for sharing your heart - felt thoughts/feelings/fears. Comfort for the souls who need to experience what you are so generously sharing from the deepest parts of you.
I, many of us, have been waiting to hear from you as we watch the fire contort and incinerate. May your words fly across the land like embers that embed in our hearts and minds. There's no turning back. We must be brave as we move together. Take care please.
ThankGod for this. For you . If anything can be redeemable it is because of utter, abject, excruciating, transformative power of full responsibility taken. And beginning anew, having been crushed of the disease.
I weep with you Selah
I am far away, in Massachusetts, and for days all I want to do is text everyone I know in L.A. and ask them if they are safe, and then, an hour later, do it again. My heart is with you and with all the beings-the trees, the bees, the birds, the bear, the mountain lion, the squirrels...I hold the image of the land in my heart and wake in the night and revisit it. This morning at sunrise I wondered, if everything is taken and we have to start over, will it give us the opportunity to do it differently? Perhaps L.A. is meant to be the first community to REALLY create a place where humans and non-humans and Earth can live in alignment. Where every being's needs are tekn into account. What would that look like? How might we do it? Those of us who have tsafety and space and clean air and water and can think and feel must begin to envision a future that does not lead to the end of all life. That's what I am doing while I watch what I love go up in flames.
Dear Deena,
You are in my heart. Here is to , as you say, entirely and willingly reimagining, revisioning, restructuring and rebuilding and each of us making amends in accord with all those who are suffering so greatly as is our Mother, Earth. Prayers of protection to you and Tonpanga.
there are no words for this Deena, or for the frequency of the attacks all over the state. Frequency - hah! they have used the military frequencies of WAR, CERN, HAARP, to incinerate the world so they can have the land.
i/we know not who "they" is, or what rebuilding means at this point. But you are correct, we cannot "restore".
it's unimaginable that so much beauty is simply - gone - along with the people who nurtured it
dearest ones, dearest Deena, yesterday i sent this…how it still burns, still prays for you and with you…
Even as I think and think of the Lahaina fires before this one, and Even as Merwin told us, "even though the whole world is burning..."I woke thinking, in this cold wolf moon dawn, of Roethke: “
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.�/I feel my fate in what I cannot fear./�I learn by going where I have to go./We think by feeling. What is there to know?/�I hear my being dance from ear to ear.�I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow." 🦋 Bless each and every being that survives and each that must and blazes in these our times, and those, each and every one that ascends to be our guides for our necessary future with yes, yes, yes…our WE…our WE. with all love, m.
Dear, dear Deena. I have no words. Just inconsolable grief.
dear dear Deena, my sincere gratitude for your writing at this infernal time so clearly and wisely when all i could do is be silent. i was afraid to hear and reading your writing my heart and body connects to what is going on far and near. and a week before the fire i had drawn the armadillo card. the wisdom of armadillo that protects its fragile parts and is among the first to reemerge after a fire. all the more then human beings and those humans in desperate situations of wars and fires and floods in my heart at this time is the work for those who are not in the process of evacuation or losing everything. may Iansa of the winds be calmed to allow the brave firefighters to contain this current crisis. i can offer my home as refuge. i embrace the we.
Having lived next door to you for many years I am happy to hear what has not burned. So saddened by what has. Although I do not live there now, it hurts that the familiar beauty is damaged and homes lost. I live in a similar place, dodging fire here too. Hoping it never hits home…
Take care Deena and Big Boy