Puerto Rico, the Virgin Islands and Mexico are under siege after the destruction that has devastated entire cities and towns. My heart aches. I try to Raise the Vibe but it gets harder each time I hear the sad consequences of these numerous storms and earthquakes. Please help me Raise the Vibe for these people. I feel helpless and incompetent. They need engineers, rescue experts, doctors, paramedics and over all water and food. Since this tragedy all I do is doodle and write. Please help me Raise the Vibe. Go to the website for Raise the Vibe or connect through Facebook and post something inspirational.
In the meantime, here is what I worked on today as I thought about some family members I have yet to hear from. This gif represents to me the chaos caused by these natural disasters.
My faith is deep
it slips away
along with the hopes
of some people
hit by disaster
I ask myself why
so much devastation
it seems catastrophe comes
back to back
the forces greater each time
Nature fighting back
like a defeated heavy weight boxer
comes back sometimes to knock out opponents
with great fury and resolve
Are we the enemy?
I guess we need to pay more attention.
Because we need to survive.
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“A little knowledge that acts is worth infinitely more than knowledge that is Idle.” -Kahlil Gibran
Way too many of us have acted on the knowledge we have acquired in our lives. But many of us are as idle as an old Jalopy. The world is being tortured emotionally with so many threats. It seems that even Mother nature insists on teaching us some valuable lessons about caring and loving each other. It seems that it is only when she decides to come storming in to shake us up that we respond and act with kindness and selflessness.
Many people are facing a new weather threat with more hurricanes traveling the same path of Hurricane Irma. God help those small helpless islands and the people already devastated.
It seems to me that we have collectively acquired sufficient knowledge about the atmosphere and weather patterns to help people protect themselves better. We know that we need to protect the environment more as individuals, thus acting on the “little knowledge” we have to help avoid infinite repercussions.
“The universe is transformation. Our life is what out thoughts make it.”- Marcus Aurelius was a Roman emperor and philosopher in 121-180 AD. His thought was full of knowledge and insight. Yet, we continue to toss negatively around like the hurricane does when it attacks full speed. We are the universe. We are what our thoughts make us.
I hope our thoughts can somehow sync with each other to make our world a better place; I hope we can sync our positive ideas because they can no longer be idle. For the greater good our “little knowledge” must grow into a harvest infinitely. Let’s do it.
If trees could talk
These two trees would be
they are happy to have
survived the two hurricanes
that devastated Texas, the Caribbean and Florida
They would tell you they represent hope.
Please give to the telethon Hand In Hand being televised right now. Oprah Winfrey and many other artists and performers are taking part in the magnanimous event. Give what you can. The one-hour Hand in Hand: A Benefit for Hurricane Relief telethon airs live from Los Angeles, New York and Nashville Tuesday night (Sept. 12) at 8 p.m ET with a 8 p.m PT rebroadcast on the West Coast via ABC, NBC, CBS, Fox, CMT and more.
The above drawing is what gratitude represents to me. Today more than any other day I am truly grateful. My son and his family, other family members and friends are safe and sound from the destruction left behind by Hurricane Irma.
My deepest condolences to the families of those who lost their lives during this monster storm. I hope you are able to recover from your material losses. I pray you can rebuild your homes. Keep the faith. This too shall pass.
My gratitude is a never ending cycle of love.
My gratitude sounds like cellos and arias as only Luciano could sing them.
My gratitude can fill the largest stadium with roses.
My gratitude stretches across the universe.
My gratitude is as great as all the stars shining bright at night.
My gratitude cannot be photographed, painted, sculpted, written, expressed in any way. It is unique.
My gratitude speaks all languages.
My gratitude transcends all faiths and ways of worship.
My gratitude is explicit and implicit.
My gratitude is full of love.
Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads,
Great, hollow, bell-like flowers,
Rumbling in the wind,
Stretching clappers to strike our ears . . [.]
Bitten by the sun
Dripping rain like golden honey—
And the sweet earth flying from the thunder.