Our Personal "Towers"/disasters, natural and otherwise ;-P
Brightest Lammas/Imbolc blessings, everybody (for what that seems worth, coming from me, at the moment)! ;-P
OK, I admit it; I do feel a bit (uncharacteristically) depressed - after two nights' disturbed sleep, especially last night, waking at the 'ungodly' 4 am and unable to go back to sleep, I can no longer deny it, and seriously question how well I will function today... ;-P
In those 'ungodly' dark hours, I found myself thinking a lot about disasters, natural and otherwise. Disasters we have known, personally.
You routinely have your storms and earthquakes on the west coast of the USA, from California to Oregon, and yet choose to remain there (some would call this foolhardy!). They routinely have floods and hurricanes in New Orleans, and yet some may choose to return to live there, as we speak (I don't know... anyone know about the New Orleans situation?) ;-P
Every once in a while, I manage to switch off my natural 'speaking' function, and engage brain in 'listening' mode; some naturally make good counsellors, i.e. good listeners, while others of us have to make more of a conscious effort to set aside our personal agendas, to genuinely focus on the client: I belong to the latter category. Hopefully, this does not make me less worthy a 'counsellor' than the more 'natural' kind. Yesterday, I managed to abruptly switch off my habitual flow of verbal diarrhoea and listen to Peter, a fellow worker at Gawith, and sidereal Aries, who faced the storms and bushfires in Kinglake last week. His story - of his own personal "Tower"/disaster experience interested me very greatly. Unlike those Americans who choose to stay in, or return to, their own personal disaster zones, Peter said it now seemed "on the cards" that he and Serena, his wife, and another fellow worker, would sell up and not return; he pronounced the old Aussie "hippie dream" of living in the bush and commuting daily to the city to work now officially dead, in his case, with characteristic Aussie laconic dryness. He just found it all too scary, first battling the actual fires, then the torrential rains, which at first did not help, and only ignited several smaller spot-fires, with the lightning! He also wants to see the re-introduction of capital punishment for arsonists, since most of the major fires appeared deliberately lit, and one has to wonder at the mentality of those so-called "people" who would deliberately do something like that (makes you ashamed to belong to the same species, actually! ;-P)
The "Tower"/disaster experience takes many forms, and we respond to it in many and varied ways, according to our personalities, nationalities, upbringings etc. A lot of it seems to involve the destruction of personal hopes and dreams in particular, which seems the bit that really hurts; *if you want to give God a laugh, tell him your plans*, as Mike Scott put it, which I had myself as an online signature for a while, i.e. the world can seem a very cruel and unforgiving place, ruled by cruel and mocking gods, if any - and you don't even have to identify yourself as a 'gnostic' to feel that! ;-P
I currently experience my own "Tower", but not so much in the sense of the "Deluge" (the New Orleans hurricane and flooding of the Mississippi, as in the Voodoo Tarot), more in the sense of the "Holocaust" of the Secret Dakini Oracle, i.e. the imminent ending of my dream of continuing my tenuous connection with Bjorn Erik, chronically locked up in Norway. This seems to have taken the form of a more long-drawn-out, quasi-NDE (shamanic experience?) and classic "midlife crisis", after which nothing in one's life can ever seem the same again. Indeed, my life has become unrecognisable from what it seemed before.
There seem also possibilities of "enlightenment" or "awakening" with the Sturm and Drang of this experience... I only hope to God/dess we all find them ;-P