The rain is a constant reminder of the process of healing. There is the intensity of the storm, the bend and sway of trees, there is light and darkness beneath the blanket of clouds then the storm passes.
After the storm, we return to ourselves, and we have time to reflect on what we have experienced.
For the Artist, the Avenue of Hope is ever present. We need only reclaim our purpose with a roadmap to our authentic place. We do this by sticking with our process, then polishing, refining, and cultivating our very best work.
Inevitably, the rain will come. Our power is in realizing the storm hasn’t arrived to slow us down.
Photo by Geetanjal Khanna
P.S. Through diligence, and a lot of research, my web series is coming along pretty well. I’ve realized that stories, good stories, are a breath of wind you catch each day if you are listening. I hope your pen is moving. Make something beautiful with your words.