09/12/2024
I was journaling at the weekend and my thoughts were with the power of the storm and was called to share with you.
I love that you cannot see wind, but only the effect it has on all around it. From the caress of a summers breeze, all warmth;to the wildness of the storm, it's power and honesty. It has the strength to transform wet to dry, to remodel the landscape, both natural and human-trees, buildings, dams electricity, roads, all are at the mercy of the wind. But the wind is pure and clean it does not have human emotions we just assign them to better understand and mentally control it's power.
When we allow 'the winds of change' to blow through our lives, how much attention do we pay? Do we get stuck in mourning what we have lost, what it has blown away from us, or do we embrace what it has left and look at the new things it has brought us?
Every moment of every day we make the choice in how we react to each incident, our interaction with ourselves and others. What if we choose to interact from a position of love, what if we choose to love ourselves exactly as we are. What if we greet the world with love knowing that what we see in others is our own projection, we see what we want to see. What if we let the winds blow away the clouds, lift the mists that are between us and others. How much better will our life be when we love our world with clarity?💜
