I am on Staten Island which was hit pretty hard. There have been some deaths along the coast.We went out in trucks to rescue a few stranded people and animals along with the fire dept as was possible. In my home there was a lot of superficial damage, 52 bags of debris from trees. It took superhuman strength ,at least for me. I didn't think I had this much strength in me. I asked the universe is all I can say and it answered. What I also observed,and had me horrified and shocked, was the behavior of most neighbors. Not one person asked to help me, and I am alone with a pretty big piece of property to care for. Not even my tenant came out, and later on when he did, and I expressed my concern and need for help, there was no response. Literally, and these are people I know and have friendly relationships with. I moved a bunch of trees that fell across the street, and men were taking pictures of me.The millionaire next door gave me an old broken flashlight when I finally asked. I felt like i was in the twilight zone. I am not a whiner.What I observed was pshycopathy in action. Not only that, but there were definite programs and limitations in these people that were right in front of you that were like robots short-circuiting. This did not look human, there was something very out of whack here. I've seen this before, but not en masse and not as clear. Most just refused to acknowledge anyones plight. I thought that I could be going a little bonkers myself, and when I questioned my niece 2 houses down, she also said that the same people walked away from her on other occasions during short little pleasentries that she initiated in a neighborly way. Something prompted me to walk over to a worker that came to move trees, and he had told me that people all over were paying no attention to his directions, which could of meant life and death.I think I woke up a little more. And it doesn't matter where I am, these same people I would help if they asked, no matter what. I know its in times like these that show us who we choose to be, and though I'm a selfish being in 3D, my initial responses to disaster showed me this time, that not only the people, but the trees, and animals are as important to give thanks to as well as each other. I sang to those trees, as corny as it sounds and maybe crazy,but I thought of the respect the Indians of this country had. And I sang thanks to every one of them and touched them all. I didn't ask for protection, because they to have a will of there own that I have no business interfering in. I just thanked them for their wonderful gift they gave to so many of us on the land. And I sang LOUD. To heck with the neighbors!And the doggies were by my side all through the storm that raged.As I sit in HOME DEPOT, writing this I am grateful I can plug in here. And will have enough .duct tape, and hopefully enough batteries and blankets to stay warm. I'll be fine no matter what. People died,so my plight is nothing, and thanks to the connection of the people, YOU!,her, I have all I need. Thanks for listening. I'm comforted just to know you're all here .I will take pics if possible.