Stormy Weather.

Lastnight I dreamt I was trapped in an environmental disaster,
surrounded by earthquakes and tornados.
It was chaos.

I was very afraid, and I was running away, trying to find safety.

I found a broken down car, and I hid there with my mum, terrified as the tornado drew closer and closer toward us. 

I was afraid, but then something came over me, suddenly.
I decided to go out, to face it - 
So I did.

I got out of the car, out of my safety net, and I stood there before this huge, terrifying earthly thing,
and I let it envelope me. 

I was swirled upwards, dancing among the dust, just totally letting go.
I was still afraid, very afraid - 
and lost, very lost.

But then it began to let me go, and I was falling, falling, falling
to the ground.

I was worried about landing on my head and dying,
but then all of a sudden, a man appeared below me, and I shouted to him - 
I don't remember what I said, 
but he heard me and he caught me, 
and he held me.

*

Later on in my dream, I was in another place.
In a bathroom; not my own.
I was alone, looking at myself in the mirror.

My mascara stained eyes informing me that I'd been crying, 
but I didn't feel sad, I felt happy - content - 
and strong.

I wiped away the black mascara from my eyes,
and I smiled,

and then I woke up, 
and I smiled. I felt happy - content - 
and strong.

*

Sometimes we have to let the storms in our lives carry us,
no matter how scary - no matter how dark -

We just have to let go, we have to surrender and just be carried,
and we have to trust that, eventually,
these all-consuming and terrifying storms will take us to a calmer place,
a lighter place - 

a place where we belong..