At the moment my whole world feels upside down. Today I recieved news of the passing of one of our adopted Parents and Elder from the Indgenous community of Lockhart River. Not only am I silently grieving I am also at opposite ends of Australia to where my dear Caleb is. To make it worse while I pack our suitcases with hopes of at least getting back to Cairns tomorrow, Caleb is bracing himself for an intense few days ahead with cyclone Ita passing through Cooktown as a category 5. The strongest storm our region has seen since the 1940's.
I am anxious to say the least. I am not there to pack up my treasured belongings or to secure the art centre. Even though Caleb ensures me all photo albums are packed in water proof bags and all computers are backed up to external hard drives. At the moment it feels as though if our roof stays on we will be extremely blessed. For people who have never endured a cyclone, there are no words to describe the enormity of such an event. The destruction is heart wrenching.
For now I hope to get at least a few hours sleep before I embark on the long journey home, which may take as long as a week with cancelled flights and flooded roads. As I lay down to sleep tonight I will be surrounding my beautiful little community in visions of strength and protection. I ask you to do the same.