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Right here, right now, I am centered. It helps to be led by a soft invitation. My head aches. Smoke. Tinged sky of smoke and ashes bronze the room. I am safe inside. Separated by walls and a window, relying on conditioned air, though I don't think it is being cleansed. There's heaviness in my lungs, and breathing feels tight and shallow. Yet... centered. I am right here, right now. My eyelids, too, feel heavy. Sleep has been fleeting, as adrenal gland warn my whole system to stay alert. Watch. Notice. Listen. Smell. Right here, right now, centered, yet alert. Alertness unfolding to the next moment - just in case. My mind wanders to Wednesday, the before moments, when going to Costco felt necessary but heavy. I don't like crowds or shopping, but it was a task we committed to take. And we left. The dog, alone in the house, in the woods, in the dry summer of fire season. I only left her because I knew Kendall was right up the road and could get to her, if necessary. When has it really been necessary? Yes, past scares, but never more than minor... and far away. "I smell smoke," she said when she called me, "can you check?" So, check - and a photo was posted on our town page. Evidence. Smoke rising from that bend - I know that bend too well! She headed home - a four minute drive. And by the time she got there, the evacuation had been ordered. "We're leaving," texted my neighbor. Technology let us FaceTime her. I drove, Delaney held the phone. A forty minute drive home for us. The cat, the dog, Dad's ashes, that red file with our passports and documents, photo albums... What else?! "Callie's barking and whining at me!" Not her behavior...Did she sense Kendall's panic, or was she warning of things unknown? GET OUT! Foot to pedal - forty minutes of forever to get there! Breathe. Stay calm. She's only been driving a few months - thank God she has a car! Right here, right now, I'm feeling the surges spike again. Heart rate, once more, elevated. More shallow breathing. Slow, deep breath. Right here, right now. Fill those achy lungs, stay centered. We are safe. We are protected. At least for now. Nothing is permanent, I know, but - for now - we are okay. Right here, right now.
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