Dear Rising Soul,
It’s not during the storm that we recognize its purpose. It’s in the aftermath, when the waves settle and the silence returns, that we see how it changed us and redirected our path.
The storm itself is real and brutal. As we’re tossed about, we cry out for freedom and peace, desperate for relief from the chaos. But it’s only after the clouds pass, when we take that first trembling breath and realize we made it through, and the calm wraps around us, that reflection and understanding arrive.
We see that the thunder was a wisdom older than fear speaking, the waves of turmoil, the people and moments sent to stir a tide of change and guide us toward the path meant for us, and to show us whether we stay because it’s truly our path, or because we’re caught in old patterns.
And when we lie spent on the deck of that ship, clinging to anything that will keep us afloat, a whisper rises from deep within and says:
“Remember who you are.
Rise in your strength like never before.
Heal the pain that keeps you trapped in the suffering of the storm.
Go forth, and create change.”
With love,
Naomi 🤍