Last year my community was covered in Lava. LARGE neighborhoods, indeed half the lower-Puna district, covered and encased in molten rock, not just wet and muddy. No warning. And it went on and on and on. Meanwhile, there was no escape on the island from the deadly volcanic gasses that were smothering the area. I moved from the beach downhill of the new vent, to uphill at a friends' farm. One morning I woke in my tent and visibility was 1/4 mile from the vog (volcanic smog). The tree I slept under lost all its leaves that day (and my friend lost his 40 medical plants
). Shards of volcanic glass were falling from the sky as lava was shooting at up to a reported 600 feet into the air - like strands of fiberglass. Microscopic bits floated around, and if you were outside, you were breathing them.
I moved.
I lost my community, friends, job, home. Many people I knew lost their property - everything.
My lungs are still hurting.
I mentioned here in a previous post I lost everything, and have no direction in life now. It is all a blank slate, and I don't know where to go, what to do, how to make a living, blah, blah, blah, but that is part of how I got into a bus.
The response I got from someone is that (s)he wished that their life was a blank slate. Ahhh...the Buddha's teaching. Hold on to nothing but your own mind and breath.
Sorry to hear you lost most stuff.
Seen it happen to many in my life for many reasons from disaster to drugs
.