I Can See Clearly Now
Weather is a big table topic these days. With hurricane season producing storms the likes of which we’ve never seen in the Gulf of Mexico, it’s impossible to ignore them.
Where I live, we “complain” of the morning and evening fog. It’s so thick some days, visibility is zero. It’s the result of this ocean cooling, but with hot air pushing down on it to create a thick inversion.
We wake to fog, which lingers for a few hours, then it comes back in the evening, blanketing the coastline and nearby highways. It even creeps into the inland valleys at dusk.
It’s something to talk about in California.
In between all the fog is some of the hottest and driest weather we’ve had in recent months. It’s in those hours that we can’t complain. We shouldn’t complain. It’s part of the California membership we pay so much for.
It’s in those hours of intense, often uncomfortable heat, that things feel more clear. Those few hours match closely what has been happening in my life of late. I wake and go to sleep with a cloudy heart, then in an unexpected flash, my head steps in and it’s all clear.
I know what I’m supposed to do.
I know how to do it.
Such is the battle of heart and head.
The struggle of fog and sun.
Up there in the sky, however, it’s not a battle. It’s simply synergy. It’s just one weather pattern shifting, changing, creating the conditions for the other to emerge. It’s natural and deserves no judgement.
This is how I’m adapting to my body’s own weather patterns. When the heat of my heart is subdued by my head’s cold thoughts, I let it cool. When my head simmers with logical intensity, I wait for the fresh moisture in order to achieve balance. And vice versa, and on and on.
Whether the weather is cloudy and cold or hot and dry, what remains is clarity. A vision of the now, and a hope for the future. An understanding that it all passes.
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