The wrath of nature and how it disrupts our plans. We hear of people left stranded in Manhattan or Paris, or London, as if, of course, on a tropical island thousands of miles from civilization...
Poo, poo! People, it's Mother Nature tellings us in Her very capricious way to slow down and say that She is, hello!, Bigger than all of our forecasts. There is no telling what She can do.
She's so self-involved - Goddess why? She does not care if you spend three years in a spiritual retreat meditating or if you are the CEO of that very important multinational. She will leave you with your balls hanging by a thread. Awesome power She possesses. Temples and planes succumb to Her.
Dear Mother, even though we own state-of-the-art technologies we cannot divine Your Thoughts. We are afraid of You. Spare us Your "Tantrums", to quote a fellow blogger, and allow them all, who dare to be in Your Path, to pursue their plans.
Be gentle, Dearest Ma.