Perfect Storm: After the Roar

For two days, I sat through my category one hurricane of autoimmune and spinal cord disease. More than once, I remembered my experience with hurricane Hermine.

I was reminded of her pervasive stillness–after her roar. Those are days I will not forget. I’m not remembering their inconvenience–it was so minor–it is the meditative state, the calm after the storm that stays with me.

In this recent health hurricane, the roar does not last as long as the calm. For two days, I was more in the meditative state than not. Still am.

I hasten to add that I had some outside help. Both my landline phones and my laptop signed off, the phones permanently.

So far, with my limited technology knowledge, I am able to bring back the laptop, from time to time. The phones are another matter.

There was a time this technology failure would have been a thud in my stomach–the churning and burning would start–creating my own stress, actually triggering a chronic illness flare-up.

Perhaps it is fortunate that my health hurricane preceded the technology demise. I will never know. Regardless, my storm was perfect enough.

I don’t always accept impermanence with this level of ease. It may be that the experience of hurricane Hermine helped me sit still and wait for the roar to cease. The intermittent use of technology also kept things quiet.

We do not lack inner resources but sometimes we are so wired to the world, we forget we have them. Speaking of, I found I had another set of landline phones— two out of three batteries held a charge–one small red dot became two, together a sliver of light.

I ordered a laptop.

Sometimes, it just takes a perfect storm.

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