Saturday, December 02, 2006

Before, During, After

Just before for the storm, the air is full. It’s as if I’ve been putting things, little things − things people said or did− into my backpack. That backpack slowly fills just as molecules of atmosphere pick up water. The backpack, the molecules, don’t really notice as they gain weight and girth, until they are ready to burst. Yet, people know.

People sense that a storm is in the making. They pick up the signs with their senses. Intuition interprets newly formed details. Nothing goes without notice to our subconscious. The slightest change in the sights, in the smells, in the tilt of a head, in the tone of a voice, nothing escapes. Yet we brush most away as having no meaning. Sometimes we do the same to other people. We know, but we don’t pay attention to the truth that is building, growing, about to become a storm.

Then comes the storm, bursting with energy, scaring the thoughts of peace from my mind, leaving behind only thoughts of survival and salvaging any and all of the priceless things that a minute ago I didn’t think to value. The storm brings out something from the core of each one of us. We become more of each part of us. Life is about blood pumping, heart beating, loving and learning to see past the snow with our souls.

After the storm, the calm is most deafening. We’re left with a beautiful silence in which we understand our actual size in comparison to he feeling, the power, and the wonder of laid in our path to walk through and conquer.

Love, compassion, forgiveness before, during, after. No storm can touch their power.
−me strauss Letting me be

6 comments:

Dawn said...

What an insightful comparison of the storms around us and within us. You tell this story with so much detail and feeling. When the storm is a snow storm like we had yesterday, my first impulse is to hunker down. When it's in another person, I want to duck and cover. When it's in me, I'm often caught off-guard. Funny huh, how we can notice the signs outside of us, but so easily ignore the ones within.
Thanks Liz for giving me something to chew on today.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Dawn,
You find so much meaning in what I write. I look foward to hearing your comments. Then I go back and erad again so that I have something to think about all day as weel. :)

Standing Under the Sky said...

I love this. It's really beautifully done. We're awaiting our first snow of the season!

ME Strauss said...

Thank you,Standing,
You make me want to read it again. :)

Tell No One said...

"Love, compassion, forgiveness before, during, after. No storm can touch their power."

No, not even the most threatening and violent storm...
Love, compassion, forgiveness.
Three.

ME Strauss said...

Love, compassion, forgiveness protect us from any storm. We don't even need others to have them.