in driving to nyc today, i got a good regional glimpse of the 6 to 8" rainfall totals this area recieved on sunday
every stream, river and instant waterway gushed with torrents of water
could be seen were rivers encroaching on baseball fields and people's yards as well
whenever i see such torrents of water, i am reminded of the ganges lore of when mother ganga overflows her banks, its god's love flooding our world
we can appreciate the cup is half full consciousness of such bengalis who celebrate this calamity as an inundation of prema whose life is brought into great discomfort when they must live on the roof of their homes for a period
in waiting for a transaction to be finished in picking up some desk furniture, i went for a walk down the highway and there was a lone canadian goose walking on the grass
geese are community birds..., they migrate as a group and if one is unable to keep up with the group, several birds will fall back and stay with it, or if it has to rest and is sick, stop and be with it
i said to him, "where are your buddies?,... yah gotta find your buddies"
i felt sad for him, he was so alone and not with his buddies
yesterday we had a shooting at a university by a gunman who appears by all accounts to be so alone and lost and without his buddies
from accounts too, other students tried to reach out to him and be his friend but he was too alone
i feel sad for him and all those impacted by this event and i pray for the flooding of god's love to heal their hearts
in the strange ways of this world, shared in the collective journey of each of us helping each other find our way back to the flock, i know this tunnel is one of
light
when i delivered the desk, to my dismay, i discovered a small dink where a chair had impacted the desk
in talking to the owner on the phone not yet seeing the desk, he didn't think it such a big thing
i think this is the way of our world..., not to trivialize people's sorrows and calamities, but i feel optimistic about our collective flock awakening and flying to stars
somehow, our journey is full of dinks and yet it is all so very perfect
and there is a river of love flooding our world

