A little over a month ago there was flooding here in Colorado. It was truly amazing to see the levels of devastation that sister water can cause. In some places, she simply swept people and their houses away. Some of my friends were displaced, I talk to them about how overwhelming life feels for them now, trying to dig out from what was done to their homes, and doing the work of putting their lives back together.
Downstream, the rest of us didn’t get hit so hard, though within a few days after, we could still see how strong the rivers were running, and how high. I took some pictures at a couple of my favorite walking places. You can see how fast the rivers are running, and a few days ago, while they’ve calmed down, it’s easy to imagine how sister river can simply get so full that she becomes a torrent, widening and racing along, destroying everything in her path, and even carving out new paths for herself as she goes. We have no choice but to bow to her power–though it is hard. While we are humbly bowing to her power, we begin to understand the way of things–we understand that water, fire, earth and air are what connect us to Mother Earth and to each other…
