the night of the earthquake in japan, leading to the tsunami, water ran from my kitchen sink and downstairs to my neighbor’s apartment.
the synchronicity of the two floods obviously can’t be compared by any stretch of my imagination, but the relatively lesser tragedy, of my neighbor's ceiling collapsing was as horrific to her, as the homes in japan being swept away.
this incident has caused me to take note that i must take more time, rather than rush through my days, as if my hair is on fire or that I have a plane to catch, as i so often do. further, i must not forget to turn off my stove and oven when not in use. more so, i might want to contemplate my navel more frequently, pay attention to my breath
and listen to my heart on a regular basis.
that i must focus more, give more thought to one thing at a time, rather than to think or worry about what i have to do tomorrow or the next second; that multi-tasking is an accident waiting to happen, as was so sorely evident on the night of the flood.
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