I’ve always resented the wind,
its sudden stops and starts.
Manic energy.
I let it in.
Chaos in my mind.
Anxiety in my body.
Why? I beg.
Why? I plead.
Why, why, why do you do this to me?
Today, I sit in the Sierras and instead of
begging and pleading –
instead of rising to irritation,
I let go.
I unclench, unfurl,
and choose to face the wind,
without judgment.
Today, jostling and pelting.
I face what is.
In this act of sitting, facing, accepting
I begin to hear it –
the wind speaking to me,
calling with questions and clarity.
I am not foe it says, but teacher…
I can hear it.
Would you loathe this world, as you loathe me?
Would you loathe this life – your life?
For what am I but life itself?
It’s true.
I do indeed feel like chaos,
with no boundaries,
and nothing to hold on to.
I am loud – so desperately loud.
I shake and at times destroy.
I feel unceasing,
unrelenting.
And
It’s true.
I am here to remind you sweet human –
sweet love –
you who try so hard,
you who feel things so big –
you have the capacity to both bear witness to me,
and find the peace you so desperately seek.
Serenity is yours – now.
You need only look inside yourself.
You need only find again your roots.
And know.
It’s all weather.
It will keep coming as certainly as the sun rises.
And you will remember that any moment in time
will not stay that way forever.
So steady yourself in this storm,
find your center,
and allow yourself to feel it all.
Because you can.
Because you were made for it.
Because when it all feels like too much,
I am here to remind you
that you’ve got you,
and nothing can take that away.
These are the truths that are your calls to action.
These are the truths that connect you to yourself,
to it all.
These are truths that have been with you all along.
Go,
and be still.
Go and live your gifts.
Go with compassion.
Go with integrity.
Go