Camille Strate

In The Grace Of Silence



Posted: Tuesday, April 15, 2008

by
JoyZAChoice

Santa Ana winds blow the harsh, dry winds that turn wind chime songs into a cacophany of angry music, like heavy metal at it's worst. The otherwise peaceful valley is blasted with sand and tumbleweeds whirling furiously across the quiet roads, making even the most cautious of drivers anxious. Skin chaps, hair turns to straw and the slightest movement across any carpeted floor turns the whole body into a giant conduit. You can see the sparks fly off your fingers. It's a ghastly kind of wind. It makes people crabby. It makes horses skittish. It makes the nerves raw.

The villagers scan their yards for anything flammable. Old weeds, dried branches, fallen leaves, all fuel for the impending fires that are so common when the Santa Ana blows. Twice in 4 years, thousands of homes have been burned to the ground, animals lost, entire groves of avocado and orange trees charred from the scorching flames that came from every direction. Unpredicable and deadly fast, the winds can change in the blink of an eye, and what was once safe haven suddenly turns fatal. And then....

The winds stop. The silence is palpable, loud. The trees regain their composure. The birds regain their balance. The dust settles. Everywhere the sound of that silence is a welcome reprieve to the people who call this home. As the echoes of those winds recede, there is a sense of calm that seems to wash over all of us. We say our silent prayers of thanks, as we hose down the decks and gather the debris. We all know that the silence may be short lived. The winds will blow again. It's just the way it is. It's the price we all pay to live in this lovely valley, where orange blossoms fill the air with heavenly fragrance, where all one need do to make lemonade is stroll up the road and gather the ripe fruit that abounds. Life, in the silence, is good again.

Camille Olivia Strate is an author and coach who takes great pleasure in helping folks 'remember' who they are. She spends much of her time with her beloved animals, maintaining that they are her greatest connection to Source. When she's not coaching or writing, she can be found in the garden or on a trail, soaking in the marvels of Nature's offerings. Her latest book, "Whispers" is now available in eBook format. Hardcopy to follow soon!

Visit her personal site at http://www.joyzachoice.com

Camille Strate is a blossoming Being who spends much of her time writing. She writes for various eZine sites, as well as her own Blog (JoyZAChoice). You can also find more of her 'stuff' at her secondary blog Cam's Meanderings.

Her most current published work is a little book entitled "Whispers-The Often Subtle Sometimes Rowdy Voice of Truth". Her next book is in the making...you can't rush Genius! Visit her blog for more information and a joyful respite from your day. 
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Top-level comments on this article: (5 total)
» left by Teresa Ortiz
3 years 274 days ago.
187 fans.
Camille, this was absolutely beautiful. You described it so perfectly, you took me back to those days. I know exactly what you mean because I grew up in So. Ca. I know the Santa Ana's well. Your vivid description caused me to take a deep breath and sigh a peaceful sigh. Well done my friend!! Peace to you, Teresa
» left by Anonymous 3 years 274 days ago.
You, dear one, are so very welcome! And many thanks to YOU...for your always uplifting input. I am truly blessed.
» left by Carole Spring
from Dublin, Ohio
3 years 274 days ago.
Absolutely beautiful, both the article, the feeling of silence it evokes, and you! Happy birthday, Dear One. Carole
» left by Sandra E. Graham
from Paragould, Arkansas, USA
3 years 274 days ago.
248 fans.
Wonderful article, Camille. Beautiful. SEG
» left by Susan Thom
3 years 274 days ago.
174 fans.
hi camille, very descriptive in a beautiful way. thanks for a nice read, best regards, sue thom
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