Coming home on a stormy night can be fearful. The lighting was bright the thunder deathly, but I still continued walking under my umbrella in the middle of the road as the sky darkened and the drops of rain followed.
When the down poring started with the earthshaking rumbles I felt fear… Then I became fearless and continued and I realized I was in the hands of the universe my thought then was ‘ do as you will’ and continued.
I reached home soaked, alive and there was a new feeling… I was fearless of having conquered a new fear -Thunderstorms – I new the Angels were just bowling a mighty game!
Windmills of My Mind 
A wonderful post
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When I was a child a tree in my own backyard was hit by lightning. I was not touched. I keep a wary eye out during storms but have no fear either. The chances of it happening again are slim. Good story and result for you.
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Scary must have been…
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So beautiful.
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Thank you Nicodemas
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Peace.
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Nothing like a good storm….sharing Mother Natures rage!! kat
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I was sharing more than that!
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I did get that….I grew up on the caost and storms were the norm in the winter, in fact we would go out glass ball hunting at night a long the ocean with flash lights…LOL I have a beauty that I found…so storms are a part of my soul….I do feel for the fear you felt….namaste
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Very entertaining! Thanks for sharing your experience…
Steve
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I’m glad you think so!
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