Storm Clouds

The storm clouds of your life swell and loom aimlessly over your head. You look up, wondering when the rain is just going to drown you. These storms seem to never stop. A drop touches your face and you think this might be the storm that kills me - it just might be the one that I decide I am through. Then the drops continue to come, harder and harder on your skin. This must be it. It's never been like this before. You close your eyes and look down, with the tears of the pain falling along side the rain. You feel defeated and alone - scared and unsure. The crescendo of the story comes and the sky is now dark and gray. Your eyes are still closed and you cry out. You cry out to something, anything that might be able to save you from this storm - from the storm within your heart. A small voice deep within, with a seemly loving smile, speaks to you and says, "Open your eyes." Your fear looms and you don't think opening your eyes will help anything. How could seeing it make it any better. "Listen." You look up, open your eyes, and see. You really see. The storm around you is there: it's dark, it's terrifying. You look up and see that there is a hue of pink to the clouds and you begin to surrender. The tears flow and an openness in your chest takes your breath away. You can breathe, seemingly for the first time. You spread your arms and really feel the rain on your skin. You look to the sky. Your face is pelted with rain drops. You close your eyes, but this time not in fear but in total grace and surrender. You feel the energy radiate all over your body. The storm is over. The clouds float away and you are changed. You are stronger and more raw. You are the Real you were meant to be. The storm did not kill you - it made you stronger. It made you You.