Walking toward my car from the store, I noticed the current in the atmosphere. There was a fullness to the air. Looking around, the sky seemed bigger than usual. Something was brewing, being stirred up. Before my mind could register what was going on, my body knew it.
I could tell that nature was going to have its big fat way no matter how inconvenient it might be for the world. That’s the way it is.
Sometimes, I can’t help it, I just have to share the experience with complete strangers…“Isn’t this awesome? You can really feel it in the air. This is going to be a big one. Did you see that lightening?” Most of the time, this creates a moment of human connection. Sometimes, it makes people look at me with a wan smile.
That pre-storm time is magical to me. Especially when the lightening and wind are whipping through and the rain hasn’t caught up yet. I want to swing in a swing and feel all of the elements swirling around me. It makes me feel giddy happy. There is anticipation in the air. Like something wonderful is about to happen. Or sort of like I might become a werewolf at any minute.
And then a break in the trees in the shape of a heart reminds me to just be. Be still in myself so I can feel it. A storm cannot be summoned. Or held. It just is. It follows its own path. No pretense. No manipulation. No expectation. No obligation. Truth. It is what it is. To be in its presence is an awesome, powerful gift.
Do you like storms?