This is my second spring in the mountains. In March about the same time of year it seems as if there is a winter storm that moves through the area. Right now we still have snow on the ground which keeps one foot in winter, and yet there are patches of bare earth that remind us that we will see green again. Over the weekend there was a storm that came through the valley. The power and force of the wind are always alarming at first because some how it feels like the lodge reverberates and yet still holds firm foundation. Each time a storm like this comes through I have noticed and try to examine what the wind might be blowing either out of my life or into my life. I wonder if the reverberations I feel in my soul will have lasting effect. I have come to learn over the years that when a wind storm comes into our lives it is generally to move us through something, and if we allow the force of nature to do it’s job when we wake up after the wind stops that new ideas, a fresh approach a greater understanding is usually there for us. So I have been asking myself this morning now that the wind has stopped, what new information, ways of being have blown into my life.
It has been a rough winter here with excessive snow, problems with the well and getting water into my house (the snow came in handy for melting), a relationship that seemed to be one that would thrive but ended up blowing through, literally. For me the wind storm over the weekend has blown the residual energy I might have been holding with all of those obstacles away. It’s a fresh new day, with increased thoughts about my work, what I have to contribute and how I can best serve.
If a huge storm came through and blew out all of the negatives you might have experienced this winter what fresh place would you be at?