I am just
going to call this 'belonging to the storm' and see where it takes me.
Yesterday
I was on the beach when I took this picture.
I get so drawn into looking for the shot that I don't always see. It never occurred to me that that big angry
cloud was coming my way and would, likely, drop its blackness on top of
me. Within minutes it did just
that. This is the point when I would
realise what was going on and head up the hill to my house cursing all the
way. This day was different because I was
in the middle of my rewilding challenge and a challenge is a challenge. I was supposed to be spotting wildlife but
the storm had halted that in its tracks as every sensible being had taken
shelter. I was not a sensible being as I
just stood there and let the storm speak to me.
In that moment I felt more at home than I have felt in sometime. I could see, feel, hear and taste the storm
that completely dominated the land. I
was tiny in the middle of that storm but I was deeply connected to the spirit
that had taken hold of our small island.
This was
our first autumnal storm on the island and very much a warning of what will,
most definitely, come. It is signalling
a change in the season and a reminder of just how exposed the island is to
storms that rage causing islanders to take shelter and wait. It is in the waiting for the storm to pass
that I often find myself by the fire sewing and listening to the storming
sounds that fill the air.
Standing
in the storm captivated my soul and connected me to the spirit of the sea as
waves crashed to the shore. I don't always feel like I belong. To the outside world I look like I belong
and, mostly, I do. I belong to a family
that loves me and watches over me.
Sometimes I don't belong though and my mind fills with a single
image. I am adrift in a stormy sea on a
tiny boat and the rain is pelting me but I don't move. I sit completely still in the middle of the
storm. The storm passes and the image
fades and I am once again belonging. I
have carried this feeling with me since I was a small child and I have always
been troubled by it. Yesterday I was caught in the middle of a storm but I did
not find myself waiting for it to pass.
I found myself belonging to the storm and at peace.
Until tomorrow. xx
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