I Am A Leaf On The Wind

For those of you who aren't complete nerds like me, this post is about serenity, but if you got that from the title alone I give you 1 million points. Unfortunately no, not the movie, or the series Firefly, but true and actual, serenity. I have found through years of living and many hardships within them, that the calm doesn't always come before the storm. Sometimes, when the storm is large enough, when it rages harder and more fearsome than you would have ever thought possible, there is no calm to warn you of its approach. Storms of that nature must be allowed to rage on through the night, or day, or week, sometimes longer, but if you are allowed to let the storm just get it out of its system, that is when the calm comes. The calm after the storm, when narrow beams of light shine through a still mostly gray sky. When everything smells like rain and worms, but a good kind of worm smell. When you realize the storm has past, serenity is then allowed to blossom. There will always be storms, and many will often be prefaced by an eerie calm, but that is a false sense of peace. The true peace, the serenity of life, is to be a leaf on the wind, falling gently onto the ground after the storm. The calm after the storm, is where the journey begins.