
All of us live with temporary names and temporary stories,
which allow us to breath the air of the present,
while looking into the eyes of enormous powers
that make up our immediate horizon of understanding.
David Whyte, Denial

What if I were to allow my inner weather to become a Weather Report? Think of it this way: the tides of my life, the ebb and flow of my emotional weather, can tell me how I am at any moment – happy or desperate, discouraged, outraged or quiet. Two hours ago I was tense and anxious. Now I am pensive and relaxed. What will I be next? Everything changes, so if I have a little patience my moods and attitudes will change too.
Aha! A Weather Report! That’s the point! To see, to take stock of my inner weather, just as I would with a glance out my window as I plan my day. Not to judge or complain, not to accuse or deny. Let my inner weather tell me how I am.
Patty De Llosa, Blogpost, “I Am Always Here,” said the Sun