The scorching sun tinges my skin,

Droplets of sweat run down my shirt into the crevices of mystery.

Within minutes the temperature drops, storms are brewing.

It is funny how things can change so quickly.

Do I take cover or open the windows?

I love fresh air. I embrace turbulent weather.

Storms bring turmoil but also change.

Adaptation is the key to life.

As the clouds roll in, I am not afraid.

I have been here many times.

Tension, electricity, wind, thunder.

I thrive here because I know it will pass.

The aliveness brings out the truth in people.

Once I know the truth, I know where I stand and how to move forward.

Storms are necessary.

They reveal weaknesses in our foundation.

Because of what I have been through, I am calm here.

Where I don’t do well is in the smothering heaviness of indecision, before the storm hits.

But here, I let my hair blow as the wind picks up.

I stand in the rain.

I look up at the dark twisted sky, and I give thanks for the reprieve.

The water rolls down my body, cleansing me of all that has bogged me down on worry.

As the rain washes me clean, I bask in the knowledge that there is still so much unwritten in my life,

And I get to craft it.

Even in lightning we are not in danger.

We all came from the same place, and we will all meet in the nucleus of love and life, where lightning strikes.

We are never free of each other.

The ghosts of others follow us, and we follow them,

Remnants of our past, meant to teach us about who we truly are and why we are here.

Storms whip those ghosts up into our consciousness and allow us to feel and then free ourselves of burden.

Worry, burden, stress…it is all an illusion.

We are okay. We are great.

We are here to connect and love.

Whatever you do, do it in service to others.

And go forth in joy and contentment.

As the storm passes, the sun comes out, the birds chirp, the flowers bloom, and the world feels right again.

But it was always right. Faith allows us that peace of mind.

Seek authenticity, truth, feel the emotions…the rage, the sadness, the tension…

And release it like a storm.

Then go forth in peace. You own your present. That is all you can control.

Mother Earth speaks to us. Listen and trust.