The Storm

I have always been an emotional person. I'm fiery and passionate. I'm the high and the low. I am light and I am dark. I am the calm and the storm.

I accept that now. What was hard was when the realization hit that maybe I shouldn't be so extreme. I wish I wasn't all the time. I wish I could flip a switch and turn off the silent crazy that goes on in my mind.

But to be authentic, I must begin here.

I am Wildfire. My love burns deep, and my passion runs hot. My touch will burn and scar you, to what degree is not based on me but how you stoke me. You feed the flame AND I will burn you to the ground just to bring you back to life like a Phoenix on the rise!

Do me wrong and I will leave you to go out in the ash! I won't think twice.

I am an Earthquake. My energy vibrates through my heart at the epicenter with an amplitude of beats & waves. I will be still until the quake begins and my heart starts to break in two. Should you happen to be the one standing on my fault line, not even the Richter scale will be able to warn you.

I am High Winds. The turmoil inside is pressurized and tornado sized. I will leave you swirling in my path confused and out of breath. I will leave destruction, but the winds won't last. I promise when it's over, greener pastures will be on the horizon and a gentler breeze will blow. I will stay if you let me and I will help clear debris from the road.

I am the Storm. I am lightening and I am rain. My love will pour down on you like water from the heavens. Like a storm of the seas, I will ebb and flow. I will flood your heart and mind; but may it be in my waterings that I help you grow. At the end of the storm, I promise to be your rainbow.

I'm a living, breathing natural disaster and I believe that my life is worth standing up for. I cycle by the moon and love by the sun. I am one with the source of life. And like Mother Earth, I am seasons and elemental changes, for I too have moods!

My energy has always been based on others. I think this is where we go wrong. We all just want to be understood but we give no grace for the darker side of ourselves. We judge others too harshly and we don't look for truth. We judge others for the very things we don't like about ourselves. I had a lot to not like, I feel.

I'm not perfect and I don't think I want to be. I would miss the beauty in being me.

Stay authentic and live in your truth. It's not so scary when you understand, we are the eye of our own storms.

The beauty in natural disasters is that it offers us a chance to rebuild.

A chance to start over, new beginnings, rebirth!! A chance to do it different, to right the wrongs.

Here's to building Bigger, Better, Stronger foundations.

May you find shelter in your storms. May YOU be your own umbrella.

If you find yourself currently sitting in the aftermath of your own storm, this is your chance.

I'm shining a light your way, you got this!

Love, Light and Natural Disasters,

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"The Storm" can be found in "Pieces of My Heart Reveals the Secrets"