Journal Entry 09.10.2017 – The Howling

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Journal Entry, 09.10.2017 – The Howling

Back home in the Pleiades, I live on a desert isle.  Saquero cactus grow on the hills around Medina.  The town of Medina used to be a small village but has grown since the great Shemont temple was built there.  Pilgrims come from all over the multiverse to worship the Mother Goddess there.

Our homes in Medina are built mostly underground.  Extended family live in these spacious homes.  There are gardens on the surface and light tubes brighten the rooms below.  The design of these buildings is due to the high temperatures experienced during the summer months in Medina, with temperatures reaching up to 140 degrees F during the day, 80 degrees F during the night.  Also… there is the Howling, an annual event wherein great winds blow into town, creating a massive dust storm for days.  No ships can fly, no one leaves the safety of their homes.

When I woke up this morning to hear the wind blowing outside, I was reminded of the Howling.  While Irma is a very wet storm compared to our sand-filled Howling, the effect is similar.  Few people are outside.  The steady winds this afternoon are in the low fifties MPH ranging to 70 MPH gusts.  There is some rain, but mostly wind.

Since yesterday, Irma migrated far enough westward for the eye-wall of the storm to miss us, but anyone looking at a map of Florida can see that the storm is encompassing the entire state in its wet grasp.  And Irma is moving very slowly, which means Tampa, Florida, will have to await its fate.  This city has avoided direct confrontation with hurricanes for nearly one hundred years.  The last hurricane hit Tampa in 1924.  That record is about to change as the eye of Irma is bearing down upon one of the largest metropolitan areas on the west coast of Florida.

Our power keeps blinking off and on, but thanks to good planning, the electrical cables are buried underground.  That isn’t the case for many of the older neighborhoods, even the ritzy and expensive coastal communities.  A project to bury the wires is underway along a portion of Highway A1A, but it’s too late for this storm.  Those communities will probably experience some storm surge as well, which is forecast to be about three to six feet.  Remember, the storm surge is just the beginning; you have to factor in the height of the incoming waves on top of the surge.  Do a little simple math and you can foretell that there will be quite a bit of beach erosion, something that these coastal cities do not like to see, but tell that to the Atlantic Ocean and the storms she carries to these shores from Africa.

A friend tells me that parts of Miami were actually built eight feet below sea level.  You would think that after the nightmare of Katrina, that developers and city planners would be smarter, but no, money rules here.  So there will be entire neighborhoods under water for some time after the storm wanders northward to swamp Georgia and South Carolina with its remaining tropical moisture.  Anyone living in those states should prepare… this storm is a wet one.  Prepare for flooding, flash floods, mudslides and downed power lines.  Evacuate to higher ground and prep as well as you can.  You do have time, as it will be tomorrow before the main body of the storm reaches the borders of Georgia.  Still, this storm is so huge, it is pushing bands far outside the eye-wall.  Here in Palm Beach County, we started receiving thunderstorms and getting tornado warnings yesterday, when the storm was still lumbering along the coast of Cuba, over 200 miles away.  She’s big, she’s wild… she’s a howler!

Personally, I’ve been napping quite a bit, working on the blog while the internet is on, and getting acquainted with my housemate.  We’re prepared if the power goes out, but right now it is on, so I’m thankful, as this is one way to keep in touch with all of my readers and Facebook friends.

I feel that Irma is a turning point for our nation and each of us.  You never know your own strengths until confronted with choices.  I was offered sanctuary in Zephyr Hills, a town NE of Tampa, which sits on relatively high ground… for Florida.  I chose to shelter in place despite the kind offer.  Now I’m glad that I chose to stay as Tampa and all the areas around that city will face the full on fury of the oncoming storm, as well as the agonizingly long time of her inevitable approach.  If you happen to live in that area, evacuate now from all areas subject to storm surge, while you still can.

We just got another tornado warning.  As the stronger bands from the storm move through this area, there are some embedded tornadoes.  Fortunately, I haven’t heard of any touching down yet, but news coverage is sketchy at the moment.  And the Miami radar was actually knocked out.  That alone should tell you just how strong this storm is as the eye-wall is now on the other side of the Everglades, approaching Marco Island.

Another blink with the power, so I’ll end here.  My prayers go out to all who have been and will be affected by this mighty storm.

Namasté,

Eliza Ayres (aka Cmdr. Sundeelia VaCoupe, The White Winds, flagship for the Pleiadian Fleet).

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