Sunday, January 28, 2007

Tornado Heart Girl



One night Grace had an extraordinary dream, a dream in which she had a tornado inside of her heart. It was even more extraordinary since in the dream she felt like her whole body was inside the heart of a tornado. But what was the difference? It was painfully confusing as the cruel winds whipped and bruised her all over her body as well as her image of herself. For this to change it took a decision that struggling wasn't worth the struggle and a realization that this lifetime was not forever.
This helped Grace make connections between the seen and the unseen. Just like the hot and cold fronts forming the tornado. Just like her relationship with herself was reflected in her relationships with others. Still this tornado that was both inside of her and outside of her continued to be puzzling.
But there were even more mysteries inside this dream. She set sail on a ship made of imagination over an ocean of anger. She wondered just what moved the depths below her. What was moving the angry waves? She saw the crest of a huge angry wave headed toward the front of the ship. There was no way to avoid the crash. Surely this would be the end of the dream. Instead though, it changed, the wave changed into a purple butterfly that landed on the end of her finger. He whispered to her.
"In order to grow you must risk to know yourself, just like a candle needs darkness to shine. You will lose your grip if you try to hold two opposite beliefs at the same time."
She looked at the ocean, which was calm now. She rose as if her hands had become the wings of a butterfly. She looked down and waved goodbye by flapping her wings. Would the waves know they were being waved at? She knew then what was below the waves of anger were two forces; pain and fear. Those were what propelled the waves of anger.
The next morning when Grace awoke the winds in her heart were silent. She knew she was a miracle even perhaps more of a miracle than the stars and clouds above her. She also knew that she was as electric as the lightning that pierces the darkness of the storm. This new knowledge freed her of the past once and for all; because from that moment on each new moment contained both the past and the future. Creating a better life was just a matter of making new choices, seeing new perceptions, and believing in new possibilities. None of the negative experiences she'd had in life before this moment mattered anymore.

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