For the first time in my life I was recently evacuated from my home because a wildfire was burning in the foothills above Santa Barbara. Actually, it still is technically burning, though the fire is not as threatening as it once was. As a result of the evacuation, Kyle, Lindsey, and I spent a few days as displaced creatures. Thankfully a friend offered to share her cozy home with us, so we were in some ways sheltered from the full impact of the situation. It was still strange, however, to be displaced during such a volatile time. With danger lurking around the corner, it was extremely difficult to rest and relax. During the emergency situation and today as I have begun to put my life back in order, I've found myself thinking a lot about survivors of natural disasters and refugees. Though my situation is a far cry from a battlefield or a tsunami, it has allowed me to gain some insights about the emotionally exhausting impact of having a heightened stress and fear of something that is totally beyond your control. I have also been able to practice non-attachment with many of my belongings, reinforcing to me that above all the possessions I have, it is life and my family that matters the most. Today I feel lucky. There are many others who won't be able to return to their homes for quite some time. If you believe in prayer, please pray for the fire victims in my community; for recovery may be a long journey for some. Thanks, and be well!
