The water kisses it and it grows to a cloud. The cloud draws in the air and the wind begins to howl. The friction of the storm makes the lightning, the fire. The storm is fed by the heat off the oceans. Together they do a spiral dance, and with that dance comes renewal.
Most people think of a hurricane as pure destruction.
We feel powerless and vulnerable. It can destroy all the mundane things we work so hard to build. We have to learn to let go and be safe. Twice each year we pack up for our vacation to Spirit. We go to a gathering in Southeast Virginia.