The sky is covered with grey again where I know I just saw blue a second ago. Now it looks threatening and hostile, void of the pink and yellow streaks and white puffy clouds that were just presenting themselves.
My reality has shifted again.
There’s a metaphor we use in the coaching world of a blue sky. The blue sky is literally always there no matter what weather passes through. The clouds, fluffy and white or moody grey have no effect on the blue beyond it. We could be experiencing thunder, lightning and torrential rain one minute and watch a rainbow break through the next.
As humans we experience this too. Our metaphorical blue sky is our peace. Our innate well-being. It is always there despite whatever thought storms move across it. Sometimes our “sky” is so thick with thought that we can’t feel its calming presence anymore. We start to examine the black clouds and we think “why are they there?” We think they SHOULDN’T be there. We resist the turbulent feeling of them and desperately search for ways to make them go away. We think we must be the only one who never gets to experience the peace of a blue sky.
We resist what is.
We try to control the weather.
Now look away from that and look over here...
Weather changes on its own. Our wanting it to change has nothing to do with it changing. Luckily that is built in to the system. Clouds, no matter how fierce, are meant to give an experience and then move on.
The next time you are trying to control the weather just have faith that your blue sky is always there, unchanged and unaffected. This too shall pass if you let it do what it needs to do. It will move on by itself without your interference.
You will have peace again.
