A QUIET STORM'

Nothing better than Eric Clapton singin' the blues...................









I have been quiet these days. A time for reflection to gain insight, direction, decisions and the like. I welcomed the cloudy misty days which provided me with a dim view from which I could be ever more quiet and contemplative.

I surprised myself when I yelled at her. I know it was out of fear and I wanted her to hear me, knowing full well that louder doesn't make people hear, in fact, it does quite the opposite. And so I had to 'quiet' myself for a while - relax all my emotions, calm my fears, and emerge softly and lovingly, and I have. It is a quiet storm. I know that love is heard, softness absorbs, gentle challenges are received, and reminders to others effected that despite their fear and anger, love must rebound. I saw her today. She came over to me arms open, we hugged. I stroked her hair and told her I loved her. And I do, so very much.

The quiet storm of fear within is still active. I feel it's power and warning and promise of destruction. I offer in response, love. I speak truthfully of things to come, she listens in silence. I open my heart for her to see it's wealth, wisdom and hope. She listens in silence. Her quiet Storm is evident as well. We both know. I search her blue eyes for that sparkle. It is dim, barely a flicker, but heart to heart, I see it. I know that love will help it to brighten again, shine boldly and purposefully and courageously. I tell her again, only this time in a whisper - that 'his' story must change and that she is the only one who can do that for him. He is only six. The dim sparkle in her eyes brighten ever so slightly. I know she heard me. Her eyes spoke for her.

And so today I am back in the light of love. The quiet storm is not over- only now I have emerged from my quiet place. A necessary darkness as I lost sight - blinded by fear - over taken by anger. Nothing good can happen while those two emotional forces are in command and I knew that. Love is in command, once again. All things are possible with love.


Love Gail
peace.....