I’ve left the bedroom window open a bit, with a towel on the sill. It’s chilly in there now. The rain soaked air smells like black truffles and the storm shrouded Bay that I can now barely see through the balcony doors off the great room. Soggy dogs, their fur still slightly scented from the striped kitties they danced with one night last week, sleep damply on the floor nearby.
The last of the homemade chicken and rice soup is warming my belly. Got the Blues playing in the background and a peach on a plate near my keyboard.
What has any of this to do with confidence, or life purpose, you might well ask, and rightly so. But lemme splain. At times like this, I get contemplative. Some folks do that when it rains. It’s a good thing.
There is a line in a very famous book that says, “To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven”. It goes on in poetic and profound depth, explaining the different seasons of life itself. I shall not endeavor to improve on prior perfection; I just have something of my own to add.
Confidence and life purpose are not always best expressed outwardly. Indeed, those things always start as an inside job.
On dark and dreary seeming days, in stormy times of the soul, it is good to take some time to slow down, go within, and see what’s there. Be your own storm watcher. Get the lay of the interior landscape. Become aware of the mind clutter, and release it. Let it be washed away in the restorative rain, swept away in flooding torrents of debris no longer useful.
Do not resist Nature. Let your storm seasons wash you clean. What remains is fresher and revitalized. From that flash flooded place, confidence born of purpose naturally blooms like the desert after the rain, colorful and vibrant.
Ask yourself this question: What part of my life could use a cleansing storm?
I love the imagery that you weave into your writing. Thank you for all that you are and all that you mean to me…
I love the analogy of clearing you mind with the weather. I do think that there should be a time to declutter your thoughts and mind. I beleave that people do tend to make changes during different seasons even if they are not aware of it
I find that the cool weather in the fall is always a time that I rethink what is working and what is not working in my life. I also love to be snowed in. you are forced to slow down and enjoy life and be grateful for the little things. no one expects you to go anywhere or do anything.
We are all animals on this planet, and we respond to our environment in some pretty powerful, primal ways. I’m reminded of the poem “Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver, and the line, “You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” Sometimes it is enough to simply slow down and -be-, as you so wisely alluded.
Thanks so much for commenting and thus enriching my original offering. I appreciate the additional insights and I’ll bet I’m not the only one.