Bare branches shiver in the roaring winter wind; air heavy with blowing snow, the sun dimmed, sky heavy with impenetrable clouds. All the world softened, hazy and indistinct.
Pitiless wind ripping and tearing across the land, scouring everything in its path. Wind forming snow into drifts of sculptural beauty near buildings, fences, trees, shrubs. Like smoke from a furious fire, snow pours from roof peaks and slopes.
All perennial rooted beings sleep under the cold blanket. Their life retreats inward to the roots, waiting for spring to rise again, oblivious to the wind and cold and the shifting drifts covering all the land.
Grandmother Cottonwood, snowy day
All fur bearers are safe within their burrows or weather tight nests, snuggled together for warmth. Winter birds fluff their feathers under cover, cold blooded creatures hibernate in their earthy dens, sleeping deeply beneath the frozen mud.
Dear ones, remember the wonder you felt as a child your face pressed to the icy window, watching the snowstorm rage, joyful at the school cancellation?
You were safe and warm in your lighted house, watching the fury unfold outside, feeling the fierce beauty, the raw power of wind and snow.
Storms and weather mirror human emotions. The collective human atmosphere made up of the energy of thoughts, feelings, and emotions influences Earth’s atmosphere. Unexpressed and intense emotions form accumulations of heavy energy that may be invisible, but affect our world and everything in it.
Clouds at sunset
Now on this planet so many are sick, fearful, worried, grieving, heartbroken, angry, full of dread. The energy of these emotions from so many people forms heavy and oppressive fogs and throws our atmosphere out of balance.
Earth’s atmosphere constantly regains balance through storms, weather events, sometimes extreme and destructive.
How like a gentle rain is momentary sadness, the shedding of tears, the gradual clearing of the mind, the sunny sky afterward.
How like a thunderstorm is the expression of pent up anger, dark heavy clouds pouring out pounding rain, lightning flashing, then everything gradually calming down, the air feeling clean and fresh afterward.
How like an inland hurricane is built up rage and fury released to destroy and rip apart every vulnerable thing in its path.
Fallen cottonwood downed by high winds
How like a tornado is a sudden riot, a huge suppressed rage and anger now unleashed and spiraling out of control.
How like a sunny cloudless day is contentment, mindfulness, peace.
How like a rain of hail is a sudden release of built up fury, pounding and flattening all in its path with destructive power.
How like an ice storm a withdrawal of love, a freezing of the heart, a breaking of connections, a cutting off of growth, a cold isolated fearfulness, a weighing down of the spirit.
How like a drought is a withdrawal of feeling, an intense boredom, a denial of true emotional needs.
Sky in late evening
Emotions are meant to move, to bring vital information about your lives to your awareness. They are not meant to build up without release or stall like a storm system stuck over one place for hours or days causing untold damage….
Look at the weather in your locality. Use it as a mirror to heal and bring your emotions into balance.
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