We’re all like little tornadoes, running along life’s unpredictable path. All you pass is swept up into your world, whether you want to absorb it or not, it’ll end up swirling around you. You might be able to push some things back out, but others will get trapped in your whirlwind; circling and circling your head.
You could pick up a branch like a new problem at work. Leaves might surround you like a soothing song overheard on the street. Gravel could strike like a hailstorm on your new car, or sand might strip away a bad relationship like an old layer of paint. We can’t control everything that comes in and out of our lives, we can only be aware of it.
I used to think that I had to fully control the chaotic storm that is my life. I turned to meditation to make myself happy. Eventually, I learned that meditation is not about force. It’s about finding the center of the storm, and being able to be at peace there while the world whips around you.
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