When the winds pick up, I often feel them physically, mentally and emotionally. My connection to nature and to my surroundings affects me in different ways. A migraine can result from a windy day as well as feeling distressed, not centered and untethered. I cannot fight the winds for I know that they are bringing to me change, whether I like it or not, whether I embrace the opportunity or not. It’s there and until I surrender and release my resistance, it will continue to plague me.
What you resist, persists…
Often the winds of change are a clearing mechanism to set the record straight, to get rid of the debris that holds us back and to clear a path for our continued journey. That is what has been happening to me. While I find it difficult at times to trust in the surrendering, the releasing, I know that letting go is the right choice for me and the winds are here to aid me.
So I allowed the winds to blow away what isn’t mine by Divine Right. I released and surrendered to what is flowing from me and embraced what is flowing to me, through me, with the belief that I may remain centered, grounded, and calm even in a storm.
Are you feeling the winds of change in your life as well? What is here for you when you listen to your heart, your mind, your spirit, your soul and your physical body? Do you weep or are you joyfully embracing the changes?
REMEVOLUTION 
Normally I am quite calm but the last change was for me to ‘see’ something that would not have had its affect unless it did hit me like a steam train. Death cannot be shown truly unless you experience it, and trust me, it is an all or nothing experience. But…it has calmed me beyond anything I could ever do.
Life is full of opposites for us to feel and understand them so that we will understand and find that inner balance, the beauty that we are…thankfully.
Thank you for sharing your journey 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋
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Thank you for sharing yours. It is amazing that we ‘see’ when it is like a steam train, but not the breadcrumbs that are strewn before it. We may pick them up with curiosity but we are not aware of the gems that they are, the hidden clues as to what’s to come. We are like children who choose to play with pretty marbles, marveling at them until we lost interest.
I am holding you in light. There is a difference in meeting with dis-ease as a teacher, a transformer and blinding ourselves with fear.
We both know you will meet the circumstances with an open heart and for that, I am grateful.
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