Creating Space…For Transformation
/A few months ago I was teaching, and had a rare opportunity to actually take a few breaths in Savasana along with the class. I don’t know what compelled me to, I usually don’t, but for some reason today I gave myself permission. I was mentally and emotionally exhausted and just needed a moment. Savasana gave me a moment to myself, even in a room full of people, even in a moment in which it was my own vessel from which care was being poured. I’m so glad I did. In those few breaths of stillness one of the most powerful observations I’d had in a long time came to mind.
It said to me. “It aint nothing but a little storm. Now be still and let God do his work.” The voice sounded like my Grandmother. I tear up just thinking about it. We’ve all been in the midst of a storm, and the storm can be loud, and thunderous, and down right frightening. But rather than seeing the storm, in this moment I saw the beauty of the sun peaking out from behind the clouds, brightening all that God had just laid his hands on. I didn’t think about it this way when I was a child, but as an adult I realize that storms have a powerful way of washing things away. Of clearing paths that need to be cleared. I held on to this image in my mind for a bit, and rather than be filled with worry about the present storm, I found a sense of hope for what was sure to be on the other side once the storm passes.
As an adult I am seldom afraid of typical thunderstorms that blow through, but the storms that take figurative shape in our lives, those have been disrupting my peace for a long time. I’ve learned that I am very uncomfortable in situations I can’t think my way through, that I don’t have what I believe to be guaranteed control of the outcome (perceived control, even if not actual). But on this particular day, in that moment of clarity, my attitude has shifted. I may not know what resides on the other side of this storm, but I can rest in my faith. It is just God doing his work. All I need to do is be still, and this too shall pass.
I wrote these words a few months ago. And I’m so grateful for the fact that the storm has indeed passed. Life will continue to surprise us, maybe even uproot us from time to time, but coming back to this faith, this certainty, and regrounding, bracing myself and trusting that the storm will pass, is where I will find my peace. I pray the same for you, for any present storm you may be experiencing, or future storm to come.
Namaste,
Tian