So this is the eye of a hurricane...as we speak Earl is changing shape as it heads towards my NC coastline. As I step outside to get the mail, or run an errand the very air feels different--it's expectant--waiting to see how this powerful force is going to direct its clouds and wind and rain. You can feel it in the air itself...the waiting...the watching...the wondering. The reality comes home yet again of how very very little we actually have control of in our lives. Not an understanding to fear---but one to acknowledge.