Crescent City, where I live a little over a block from the tsunami zone (an arbitrary safety demarcation line based on the 1964 tsunami that destroyed the town) was (too) much in the news lately----mostly because the town is usually the first to receive the wrath of any resulting tsunamis from earthquakes in this half of the world. But the status of our town is not what I wish to write about; it's how the world feels to me now very much like the images from our local harbor relay: we humans are experiencing our little boats sinking, being swallowed by forces much greater than our frail bodies can stand.
My heart grieves for Japan as they suffer, and we sense how close they are to us here as we wait to see the fate of their nuclear power plants. Just as Crescent City feels the ocean's wrath first, I'm told she will also feel the winds of fallout first if such a disaster were to occur in Japan.
Yes. We are all connected.
