I ventured out a few weeks back after an intense thunder and lightening storm, with bouts of hail and rain and wind, to find this magnificent display of the sky; a brooding tapestry of colors and patterns and swirls with scant beams of light jutting through.
Today I also find myself as that storm; in a place of brooding calm like clouds after a tempest, looking for that light which seeps through the clouds.
Yet I find myself enjoying more the stark contrast, a canopy of emotional relief, that blood-letting of fear, pain and frustration that will bring peace.
The wonderful thing about storms is being witness to the incredulous beauty of nature, the lesson that sometimes pressure must reach a point of letting go.
I think I spent two hours just walking and taking photos, and enjoying what must have been a comic relief of the skies after all that upheaval.
We might learn that storms are not scary or bad or wrong, but the incredible mechanism that nature has created to give water to the earth after too much heat.
all photos by torico with canon d5300; 6/20/18
