Turbulence

The weather today is a reflection of how I feel.

Yesterday we awoke to a blanket of powdery snow with 32 deg temps.

Today, it is raining in sheets while a balmy 63 degrees; . 

The wind are highly variable with gusts up to 22 miles per hour. 

~~

The low ceiling is a patchwork quilt of grey, white and black.

My mood, usually sunny, cannot pierce it.

The buzzards, lovely creatures of purification, 

twirl, soaring in groups on the updrafts.

~~

I imagine myself flying with them,

so I can see from their view again.

However I feel like I’m falling for 

with each foot of altitude gained, 3 back down I fall.

~~

Feeling small and weak, 

the rushes of air go through me.

I bid the wind take my burdens,

I bid them all adieu on the updrafts.

~~

Perhaps I need to adjust my attitude,

having been berating myself,

so I am only destined for the fall.

Time to adjust the pedals, to straighten out.

~~

of course, I’m wearing black & white today!

my lunch break to be spent in a meeting,

with a VP. Something I found out about this morning.

Yep, gotta move those pedals, alter my throttle.

~~

2016.02.16

Namaste

__/|\__ Metta

Published by Tiffany

Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C.

14 thoughts on “Turbulence

    1. Oh, they clean the earth. I cannot imagine eating rotted flesh, yet they do. They soar on up drafts, conserving energy. They call others when they find a dead animal, even calling on other flocks if there is an abundance of flesh to share. They show us how to conserve our energy, how to share and how to clean the very things that are stinky in our lives. The Golden Purifiers. They have a bad wrap. They kill nothing!

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