129. Years of the Phoenix

Here in the Pacific Northwest, our backdrop has emerged looking like that movie set. The forests are burning. People are evacuated from their homes, families have been lost. A nurse told me a horrific story of a young family, the parents both burned over 60 percent of their bodies, the woman pregnant with her second child, the one year old dead.

Nyasha’s newest tattoo is a Phoenix feather, placed very obviously on her lower arm.  If any of us are tattooed soon, her leadership should be noted.  A Phoenix related art piece suites the current situations of our collective experience.

photo of flying bird
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Crash and burn.  Rise from the ashes.  Crash and burn. Dramatically rise. Crash and burn.  Again and again, we lift ourselves out, feathered in glory, growing, learning, evolving.

Like the movie I Am Legend, we walk away from total devastation, somehow still whole, yet wholly different.

Here in the Pacific Northwest, our backdrop has emerged looking like that movie set.  The forests are burning.  People are evacuated from their homes, families have been lost. A nurse told me a horrific story of a young family, the parents both burned over 60 percent of their bodies, the woman pregnant with her second child, the one year old dead.  


37 Oregon wildfires have burned about 1 million acres Credit: Molly Gochenour

It is worse than I can remember, and I hear that fire season (the time of year) has yet to begin.  Many miles from the situation, our skies are bloody, dark and thick like an overcast day.  Flecks of ash fall like the time of the Mount Saint Helens explosion.  Breathing is labored.

My prayers are growing deeper, more desperate, yet more resolved to incredible circumstances. 

May we rise yet again.  Learn something.  Be better than before. Fly on glorious, shimmering wings.

Author: Michele Plumb Stowell

Michele Stowell was a teacher, a hand holder, and encouraging voice. Born an early Gen Xer, she has lived in Western Washington for the duration. Her children, two spectacular genetic daughters and an uncountable number of marvelous scout and school sons and daughters, shine as her biggest impact and her greatest blessing. Just before her 54th birthday, Michele was diagnosed with stage four cancer. Her writing and art work are expressions of the drama and the joy of living earth bound. On October 24, 2021, Michele was released from her physical body, transported to continue her work on other realms.

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