Tiger in the TreesBy Catherine Viel+
https://rayviolet.blogspot.com/2022/06/tiger-in-trees.htmlTyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
~William Blake, The Tyger
The wind came up again last night. Sudden, like an instant storm. It slapped against the house, slammed doors as it roared between windows cranked wide to catch the cool air, and howled banshee-style down the chimneys.
I immediately realized how quietly content I had been, because the contentment vanished in a heartbeat, swept away on those sixty-mile-an-hour gusts.
It’s irritating, to say the least, that an outside force can instantly transform my mood—which feels like my entire being, not just “a mood“—into negativity.
Wise people say that awareness is the first step toward change. Apparently, I’m perpetually stuck at the first step. I know that every time these near-gale-force winds arise, which is quite frequently given our wildly variable weather, it can destroy my equanimity.
When the little claws of fearfulness begin scrabbling in my head, an overseer part of me looks on with pursed lips. You, again? Can’t you scurry back to the enclosure where I try to keep fear corralled?+++
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