Into The Wind
On surviving chaos - The journey #34
Chaos rages. And fear moves in, uninvited, like weather.
You were born knowing how to take the air in. No one taught you to breathe. And when you breathe out, your one of a kind sound travels, carrying with it what you choose.
Maybe that's where holding peace through the chaos starts …
forget riding waves ride the wind no wings it's challenging they said people were not made for this yet hurricanes carry heavier things the question is how you and the wind become friends stand at the edge of the cliff waves rage below let the wind hold you run its fingers through your hair give it your trust breathe breathe breathe let it flow inside you everywhere give it what it finds even if it hollows you be ready for an unstable ride one hour high in the sky the next you’re not breathe when you fall breathe when you rise listen the sound of your inhale remember the shaking and howling a hurricane in the height of its rage remember the gentleness of a breeze when a wind chime sweetly rings listen the sound of your exhale it’s yours no other sound like it in the whole universe your command to the wind what you choose to declare there is nothing left to fear when you’ve made the wind your friend
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There’s something beautiful in the way breath becomes both grounding and surrender here. The image of making the wind your friend gives the piece its quiet power.
Your words are so powerfully inspiring, the imagery is amazing and beautiful ♥️🙏🏼