As I write this, intense storms are brewing around me. The atmosphere is contemplating what damage it will bring. The forecasters tell everyone to make sure that they have taken cover and to prepare for damaging winds. By the time this blog is published, the winds will have died down, and the storm will leave debris to clean up.
I’m a little strange. I love the wind and rain. I could walk in it like a witch angling to cast spells onto those who cross me. There is something magical about walking while the wind whips through your hair, smacking your cheeks while the rain kisses your skin like a silent caress. It’s as close as one can get to the feeling of being cleansed in nature. Sure, the rain can get your clothes so soaked that you have to peel the layers off to dry off, but even with that problem, there is a freeing feeling in a blanket that only nature can cover you with like you are a child needing warmth.
Every time I walk in the rain, I get a sense of clarity. If only life were as simple as letting the rain touch your body and make everything feel new again. I feel close to God when I walk in the rain shower because I believe he understands how I am. I can pray silently, and it feels as if I’m screaming my thoughts.
Life gives us choices and opportunities. It hurts when we take chances and never hear direct responses that are not what we hoped. Indirect responses can leave lasting scars and imprints upon us that others can not begin to see nor comprehend. We tend to cloak our emotions so that no one can understand the pain we deal with daily and find ourselves emotionally drained. We see posts on social media of people we care about who profess their religious beliefs but do not back up their words with their actions. I have always heard that actions speak louder than words, and I believe this to be true.
Religion is a label that we find to identify what we believe, but it’s not necessarily an accurate label. Each person has their journey and thinks differently. What is important to one individual may not be construed as having the same significance in someone else’s life. I don’t know what any of you believe. I believe in God and in the goodness that’s in our hearts. I think that we all have the power to choose what direction in our lives we will go. Many people are in dire situations. They can not see the light at the end of the tunnel. They are captive to persistent problems in their lives. That’s one of the reasons that my spirit feels free to explore life with curiosity and wonder. The wind and rain that come with the storms are one set of elements that force me to absorb my surroundings.
Every once in a while, I can feel when the non-existent winds brush against my soul, making me yearn for something more. I could care less about power and monetary gains. Freedom is the one thing I crave. The freedom to go where I want, when I want, at any time in my life, and with whomever I want. Many combinations in our lives create a perfect storm. The storms do not define us. It is how we endure those storms that form our stories. When you suffer loss in life, you are never the same again, but you learn to embellish the time you have with others. When you experience bliss, you celebrate those moments and wish you could capture them for eternity.
None of us can fully prepare for storms. They are unpredictable and unforgiving, but we can make provisions to suffer the least amount of damage. The same is true in life. Pay attention to your surroundings. Storms are heading our way in every direction at different times in our lives. Stay calm and trustworthy to yourself. You can withstand the internal storms because you’ve survived the physical ones.
I don’t understand why people do or do not do the things they do in life. I know that we all have those triggers in our lives that motivate, inspire, shape, mold, and define us. It can be not easy to ascertain others’ behaviors when you feel so numb from all the manipulations, deceptions, and lies that have been told for years by so many people. Maybe you delude yourself into thinking that something has been real when it was your perception and not reality?
When the storms come through nature, it reiterates that we have no control over many things. But we can control how we handle those storms. So when the wind starts blowing and howling, take a moment to let the winds change you. Do not be afraid but learn to listen to the wind and listen to your brain. Somehow, I feel that when you figure out how to make the two work together, you will create golden opportunities. Have a great weekend, everyone.