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Close to home – The first fire

We had the first fire close to home, and all of a sudden fire sirens pierced through the silence and idyllic settings. I was taken by surprise to hear such a sound, here, on a dirt road, and it wouldn’t be the only time a “what the hell” moment was visible on my face for that day.

I turned and could see the plume from the lake where Cinnamon and myself were cooling off. Black smoke rose to the blue sky, coming from the same direction of our new home. I had cooked chicken earlier before leaving and I’m not sure why it even crossed my mind, questioning myself if I indeed turned the stove off. Of course I did, I had cleaned up afterwards and I would have noticed. I would have burned myself. Either way, we cut our visit short and drove back towards home and the direction of the ominous plume. I was relieved to find the fire extending further south, but it was still close and the breeze of the wind could shift and push it through the miles in no time. I had to know where it was coming from and how bad it was.

Apparently it was a downed power line that started the fire in a nearby village. Fire crews were able to get a good handle on it and contain it within a few hours. I’m not sure of the damage but I’m sure glad that everything ended relatively harmless compared to the thousands of acres that burn during wildfires. And it is that season, which brings me to my other “what the hell” expression.

A few party people arrived the other day. Loud, drinking, partying until the morning hours, with little consideration for the otherwise pretty quiet surroundings and neighbors. It was early evening that a few decided to do some target practice right next to the park. Single shots, and rapid fire echoed through the silence, lasting a good 20 minutes. Now that was a sound I wasn’t expecting to hear, especially here, and it took me equally by surprise. It definitely added a different element to lying in the hammock, relaxing, looking at the trees. It was just the sound I wanted to hear. While a fire was raging just miles down the road, wasn’t anybody thinking about that shooting bullets into a dry, high fire danger, could ignite a spark and therefore another fire, this time far too close to home?

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We are the co-creators of our life and the time is now. More than ever are we needed to support Mother Earth and each other. Together we discover and explore our unique gifts in times of strengths, in times we lean on each other, and in times when we learn from each other. This blog started as an outlet and what I ultimately called my “Warriors Journey.” It was a way to document the ups and downs of my life, sharing my hardships as well as my successes. It showcased the struggles, but more important the ways of how to overcome them. Although we are warriors each and every day, I realized that having to be a warrior, comes from a place of pain. I decided to rename this blog, and “Phoenix Rising” now stands for the story of overcoming such a painful place. My motivation for this blog hasn’t changed and I hope to share inspiration and hope, to create a sense of belonging, a space of being heard, and connecting with like minded beings who instill a sense of oneness. We are never alone, and we are unstoppable in the pursuit of what sets our soul on fire. Who I am in a nutshell... 
I am an energy healer and Reiki Master. I am surviving a chronic disease that I’ve sent into remission three times since my initial bout, 15 years ago. I continuously challenge the status quo and by doing so I change my stars. I am a believer that anything is possible. I am a hopeless romantic and I believe that true love exists on various levels. I am an optimist that will always see the glass as half full. I am a dreamer, believing in endless possibilities. Not even the sky is the limit. I have jumped off of the hamster wheel, and I am writing a new chapter. I am chasing my Nirvana to support my most authentic self. This is my story, I am that Phoenix and I am rising from the ashes. Namaste 🙏🏼💙🦋

11 thoughts on “Close to home – The first fire

  1. Consideration for others is an art…they visitors were still scribbling I’m afraid. And you have my full attention for fires dear lady, after our, and your, crazy fires recently I think it will have us ‘on guard’ for some time. And all you have to do is have the van in such a way that you can drive off with it at a moments notice. Most home owners can’t do that so you are out in front of them all 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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    1. Yes you are right and last season was extreme. With it being so dry already I truly hope this season will be not as bad.
      As far as my mobile home, I can’t park it to drive it off quickly. It needs to be pulled with a vehicle, but even so, I am in a better position than most home owners who are stationary. 😉💙

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  2. Wow. That’s an intense post! Sometimes I think that mother earth is encouraging the less mindful among us to really wreak havoc among ourselves and thus remove/reduce our species before we wipe out more of the thousands of other, non-human species due to our overall ignorance and greed. Then I hope I am wrong… and more respectful, wise, collaborative, harmonious behavior will prevail!

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    1. Profound words and a theory some of us have pondered as well. I hear you and feel the same. What will it take for us to listen? Can we even listen and understand or does it always have to be too late until realization sets in. We never know and while we are a small minority who think this way, there are others and we are not alone. All we can do is inspire through our behaviors and hope this small number will grow and gain insight and strengths. Thank you for stopping by and sharing my feiend. Be good to yourself.

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    1. My house almost burned down last year and evacuations were in place. So yes, I think it’s a bit personal for me and once you have experienced it, you’ll see it through a whole different lens.

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