Last night we waited for a storm that never came.
We went to bed with the words “any moment now” on our minds.
“Any moment now” the rain will start.
“Any moment now” the wind will howl.
“Any moment now” the thunder will roll.
A few hours later it rained heavily – albeit for a few minutes – but that was it.
We awoke to mostly clear skies and the dawn of a new, peaceful day.
Soaking in the calm, I looked out the window at the scenery and I couldn’t help but draw a parallel to the way that many of us live our lives:
Moving around with an impending feeling of dread.
Convincing ourselves that we are hoping for the best, but underneath we are anticipating the worst.
Treading that fine line between preparing to meet our own needs and panicking that we will never have enough. Perhaps, that we will never be enough.
“Any moment now” the other shoe will drop.
“Any moment now” I’ll make a mess of it all.
“Any moment now” they’ll realise that I don’t quite measure up.
The storm brews.
We see evidence of it everywhere.
Dark clouds loom and we feel a sense of suspension.
Waiting.
Anticipating.
Catastrophising.
But the storm doesn’t come.
We open our eyes, surprised to discover
that there can be peace even though we have expected the worst.
That there can be peace even though we saw evidence of the darkness.
That there can be peace even though we were made to believe otherwise.
“Any moment now” never came.
Many times, “any moment now” never comes.
What would happen, I wonder, if we changed the narrative:
If, instead of “Any moment now” we said, “In this moment now”?
“In this moment now”, I notice my fears, but I don’t have to accept them as absolute truth.
“In this moment now”, I see evidence of my flaws, but I don’t have to hold them against myself.
“In this moment now”, I take everything that I have been made to believe about myself and I ask:
“Where did you come from?”
“Why should I believe you?”
“What can I believe instead?”
In this moment now, I choose Peace.
In this moment now, I choose Wholeness.
In this moment now, I choose Enough.
Oh my goodness. This is ME! I am constantly in this mode… waiting for the storm.
I want so badly to be different! I want the peace, the wholeness. I want the enough.
I just don’t know how to change!
Thanks for a lovely post!
I also know what it is to live life constantly waiting for the storm. I can hear your heart as I read your words. Sending big hugs and loads of hope that there can be abundance in resting in the peace, the wholeness and the enough.
A very nice and enlightening post! Thank you.
Thank you, Rob! I am so grateful that we were spared from the storm, and even more grateful for the lesson that came out of it.
Thanks for this. I’ve started asking myself those three questions and am finding amazing answers.
This is so amazing to read! We must ask ourselves these questions and never stop!