Christine Stevens is a great drum circle facilitator and teacher, and sound waves and intention travel great distances. As A Course in Miracles says, "A miracle is never lost. It may touch many people you have not even met, and produce undreamed of changes in situations of which you are not even aware." So let us join our minds and send our loving thoughts, healing prayers, our songs, our drumbeats and the prayer of the heart to Japan.
Also I received this beautiful story in my email today that I would like to share, knowing that in the midst of the appearance of strife and anguish, there is beauty, light and love.
A blog post from a woman in Sendai, Japan. She eloquently speaks to the love that emerges
from challenging conditions:
posted by Anne Thomas on 3/14/2011 11:30 am
A letter from Sendai
Things here in Sendai have been rather surreal. But I am very blessed
to have wonderful friends who are helping me a lot. Since my shack is
even more worthy of that name, I am now staying at a friend's home.
We share supplies like water, food and a kerosene heater. We sleep lined
up in one room, eat by candlelight, share stories. It is warm, friendly, and
beautiful.
During the day we help each other clean up the mess in our homes.
People sit in their cars, looking at news on their navigation screens,
or line up to get drinking water when a source is open. If someone has
water running in their home, they put out sign so people can come to
fill up their jugs and buckets.
Utterly amazingly where I am there has been no looting, no pushing in
lines. People leave their front door open, as it is safer when an
earthquake strikes. People keep saying, "Oh, this is how it used to
be in the old days when everyone helped one another."
Quakes keep coming. Last night they struck about every 15 minutes.
Sirens are constant and helicopters pass overhead often.
We got water for a few hours in our homes last night, and now it is
for half a day. Electricity came on this afternoon. Gas has
not yet come on. But all of this is by area. Some people have these
things,others do not. No one has washed for several days.
We feel grubby, but there are so much more important concerns
than that for us now. I love this peeling away of non-essentials.
Living fully on the level of instinct, of intuition, of caring, of what is
needed for survival, not just of me, but of the entire group.
There are strange parallel universes happening. Houses a mess in
some places, yet then a house with futons or laundry out drying in
the sun. People lining up for water and food, and yet a few people
out walking their dogs. All happening at the same time.
Other unexpected touches of beauty are first, the silence at night.
No cars. No one out on the streets. And the heavens at night are
scattered with stars. I usually can see about two, but now the
whole sky is filled. The mountains are Sendai are solid and with
the crisp air we can see them silhouetted against the sky
magnificently.
And the Japanese themselves are so wonderful. I come back to my
shack to check on it each day, now to send this e-mail since the
electricity is on, and I find food and water left in my entranceway. I have
no idea from whom, but it is there. Old men in green hats go from
door to door checking to see if everyone is OK. People talk to
complete strangers asking if they need help. I see no signs of fear.
Resignation, yes, but fear or panic, no.
They tell us we can expect aftershocks, and even other major
quakes, for another month or more. And we are getting constant
tremors, rolls, shaking, rumbling. I am blessed in that I live in a
part of Sendai that is a bit elevated, a bit more solid than other parts.
So, so far this area is better off than others. Last night my friend's
husband came in from the country, bringing food and water.
Blessed again.
Somehow at this time I realize from direct experience that there
is indeed an enormous Cosmic evolutionary step that is occurring
all over the world right at this moment. And somehow as I experience
the events happening now in Japan, I can feel my heart opening very
wide. My brother asked me if I felt so small because of all that is
happening. I don't. Rather, I feel as part of something happening
that much larger than myself. This wave of birthing (worldwide) is
hard, and yet magnificent.
Thank you again for your care and Love of me,
With Love in return, to you all,
Anne
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