The wind was so strong, it was shaking me.
At first I fought back instinctively.
Fight or flight have always been the only options I seen.
Because I stay prepared for tragedies.
With fists clenched and white knuckles, just ready.
Fighting old habits and tendencies.
Right when I told myself to just let go and let it be, the wind became warm and started to hold me.
It hugged and held me, where human touch was missing.
It consoled my heart when It felt detached, from a soul who always had its back.
All the energy I wasted on being sad and angry.
I never stopped to allow myself to get lost within mother natures breeze, purposely.
I always tried to fight my way out of everything.
When those were the exact moments a lesson he was teaching.
Which may be the reason, the lessons I had to keep repeating.
Always trying to control everything except myself and the thoughts I kept receiving.
But there is a shift happening more, I am now feeling.
Its slow but things are changing.
If I keep tending to false beliefs and holding onto pain that doesn’t serve me.
I won’t feel the sun keeping me company.
Or notice the clouds playing hide n seek.
Or the wind caressing my body, and spirit so nurturing.
The flowers that welcome bees and pose for pictures effortlessly.
So many things I fail to see when I am in a state of fight or flight.
Which used to be 24/7 for me.
But lately, I’ve been grabbing all my worries and sending them to you.
As said in Psalm 55:22: “Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you.”
These were words I read before, but I never believed them to be true.
So now all my stress is postmarked to you.
I’d rather feel the wind, and smell the morning dew.
Then go through life feeling restless and discontent, all because I didn’t have faith in you.
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