We live in an ocean of literary devices such as simile, metaphor and allegory to name a few. We accept them because we hunger for reasons, something that satisfies.
We do this in times of personal loss, physical disability, old age, something seems wrong with us and God only knows what. We especially crave answers in times of emotonal chaos where there’s nothing to guide us. So we make up reasons!
But this does not satisfy because the ocean waves originate from far away having nothing to do with us. So we look beyond the weather for something more satisfying than reasons, something from our heart and center.
The weather and the storm are vehicles (events we co-create) to take us to a sacred space in our heart where we need to be. We do this ourselves because no one knows us better than us.