Weather, Me

"Stop. Raining!" I powerfully yelled. 

I was tossed around like a flimsy toy by winds too strong to feel me in its presence while being pounced on by hail like an excited animal. This was the day I discovered - I am the Storm. I had heard of people becoming angry with themselves when they began a thru hike, especially if it was their first hike of this nature - this was it for me. 

We must have walked about 8 hours that day, for 7.5 hours, it rained and I experienced my first hail storm without any place to shelter. The feeling in my finger tips disappeared, my glasses became a  saucer for raindrops, and my defeated poncho was shredded by wind gusts. With each fresh step, the more angrier I became at the weather. The music playing in my headphones echoed a Goddess Kali mantra - how fitting. I could feel her wrath within myself but the angrier I became, it simply continued raining.

I became so frustrated at one point that I pulled out my cocooned hands from under my rain gear, lifted them sharply towards the sky and quarreled, "Stop raining! Stop!Stop... STOP!" To my amazement, it did... Admittedly, a little nonchalant, I had no reaction. I could not feel anything besides cold. One might say I was ungrateful for the rain actually stopping. The rain ceased the very second I expressed my strongest plea to my reality, even the winds suddenly came with a gentle ease. 

Since this day, I started trusting myself with the nature around me.The rain no longer made me angry or scare me with it's stormy attitude because it was me - I was myself looking at myself.

I understand now that my energy is reflected everywhere - including Mother nature. The spiritual consequence of feeding the lower vibrations produced what I perceived to be bad. But the weather was not good or bad, it just is. Consider the after effects of the storms this way, as a shift in consciousness. 

On the one hand, storms bring destruction, loss, and sorrow while too much heat brings famine and wild fires. On the other hand, have you ever truly stopped and take a look around after a heavy rain fall? What do you see? Everything is full of life, even the weeds look more vibrant; greens now come in variations that hasn't been named in the colour wheel yet, yellow appears deliciously riper, and the earth releases a scent of rebirth. The sun provides us with blue skies and candied clouds, with hopes of beautiful days to be spent in forests. 

Perhaps the weather is something we must all learn how to dance in. When storms arise, we should remember to hold our interna calm. It has manifested into our reality because there is inner work to be done on ourselves. The sun comes out to bless us, giving light to issues we were not seeing before. 

Storms, heat waves, blizzards, and other extreme weather occur because of our lack of consciousness, be it environmental, spiritual, or self. People call it "acts of God" but what if it is our planet purging all our heavier energies and that our geographical location does not matter because we all live in the same Planet? We think we must be grand in our actions when in truth, all change begins with a small act. 

Storms venture into our lives, take everything, even everyone from us, leaving us broken. It forces us into being the compassionate, vibrant souls who were sent here to establish a renewed Earth.

I am the song that replenishes the Earth.