Stormy times awaken deeper dreams

Slowly the sky darkens as the gentle cooling ocean breezes gradually grow stronger and within moments a lovely day, a lovely life, turns tempestuous.

You're caught off guard.  The main sail is flailing against the tightly held sheet and you're holding on for dear life, afraid that if you let go, if you give in to the pressure and the rising winds of darkness, your boat will give way to the storm and you'll be lost at sea.

It is no accident that life is sometimes likened to a storm at sea.  A storm shakes you up like nothing else.  Heaven has her ways of getting our attention. Sometimes when we're faced with a life storm, or just an overwhelming sense of fear, personal or professional failure, we find ourselves slipping out of control and once we're off center, we don't know how we got there and we don't know how to get back. It's a huge piece of luggage to unpack to uncover what exactly is the source of the problem. And, I don't know if there is any book that really can help calm such a storm because calming the storm isn't the point.  Understanding what is causing it and addressing that, is the point. 

Our culture is brimming with self help books and how to deal with just about everything - from divorce to death of a loved one, to overcoming addiction, to finding the right job, the right house, the right partner.  There's even the well known "Secret" which purports to lead us all into our dreams, smooth sailing All you have to do is just think - dream - your way there.  Oh, if only it were that simple.  Nothing about life is simple.  It's all so beautifully, thrillingly, terrifyingly mysterious.

Is it the changing winds or the nature of the water itself that lends itself to a storm.  It is deep water that's the most potent.  I mean when was the last time you feared for your life in a pond storm?

You, my friends, are deep water and you all run deep.  When heaven wants to awaken you, it's no use if it doesn't get your attention and there's nothing like risking losing your life to get your attention.

Remember, though, as you go through your storm, that God loves you - really, really, really - loves you.  And, God does not want you to perish, but does want you to wake up.  Wake up to the falseness all around you.  Wake up to the vanity and ridiculous obsession so many have to materialism, to power paradigms, circuits of control and a whole realms of malevolent, low-level consciousness.  Let it all go.  I mean that; just let it all go.  Let whatever is blasting your main sail against the mast, just go.  Let go of the main sheet.  Let go of the tiller.  Let go. 

Take a deep breath.  Honor whatever you're feeling.  Don't fight it.  And, let go, at least for a moment and ask God what is going on deep under the stormy sea, deep within you, that's causing this surface tempest.

In short, what are you afraid of?  What are you afraid of losing - or of gaining?  What is the worst thing that can happen?  What is the very worst thing that can happen?  Sometimes a storm is an old wound, an old long forgotten memory, that's trying to work its way up and out of your subconscious, an old thought system that is no longer relevant to your newly ascending self.  And, on its way up and out, it causes a whole lot of trouble, just like it caused in the first place when it was planted there years ago.  

Remember, that you are safe.  Even if it feels like all hell is breaking lose, you are actually safe.  Call on God, ask Divine Mother's guidance, help and protection, and she will never - EVER - fail you.  Light a candle, take a deep breath, invite whatever is causing the storm to just get along with it, and have faith - somehow - that in some incomprehensible way, everything is going to be ok.  In the end, it will all be fine.  

All is well, whether or not you can feel that or see it, all is well.  

And, also, even if you can't feel it, remember that you are loved beyond your wildest imagination.  Your job is to realize that, at least on some microscopic level, and then to live into that beautiful, life giving knowledge.

And, in the morning, the winds will have subsided, and your lovely boat will be rocking gently, like a baby in her mother's arms.  And, then, you will remember, that all really was well.