Storms of Change

Posted by Robin Easton

"Head bent to the wind, I trudged north up the beach. Waves crashed on hard sand. Sea and grit stung my eyes and skin. Unleashed energy smashed into my chest and evoked wild exhilaration. In disregard to my sensibilities Mother Nature force-fed me the soul of the storm. Pumped full of power, I thrilled at the howling wind and squealed with delight as it buffeted me in circles, forward and backward. I didn’t mind; I wanted to eat the life of the storm. I felt like a grizzled old sea captain standing on the deck of his schooner, weathering a man-eating tempest. No safe harbor for me, matey. I’m sailin’ straight into the belly of the whale." (Excerpt: Naked in Eden)

I have always loved storms. Blessedly, I’ve never feared thunder or lightning or extreme wind. Over the years, I’ve driven in many whiteout-snow-storms, ridden out hurricanes in Maine that ripped giant towering pine trees from the earth. I’ve lived through tropical cyclones that completely tore off the tops off coconut trees and turned their nuts into cannonballs, leaving sticks behind. However, after having been hit by lightning twice (many years ago) I’ve learned to be more careful and how to better protect myself from this astounding electrical force.

Even with these two “strikes” behind me, I am still irresistibly drawn to storms. There is something about them that I find utterly compelling and fascinating. In another lifetime, or maybe at some point in this life, I would like to be a storm-chaser. I would chase storms across the country to photograph and experience them, not to study them. I would prefer to learn about them through observation rather than electronic instruments.

A storm’s invigorating and revitalizing forces often shift how I feel. Sometimes nature’s storms can be much like the storms or challenges we face in life. Many times I’ve felt that the unwanted challenges, traumas, and setbacks I’ve faced in my life are like storms. I used to struggled against these challenges, a bit like struggling against the wind. I thought that they “shouldn’t” be happening. I now see these types of life challenges or storms as a great shift in energy, something that has come to me as a gift, and possibly come to redirect the course of my life.

I am currently going through challenges in my life that are asking me to redirect, rethink, recreate, let go, “be”, and expand how I experience myself and the world. Most people around me would consider these events traumas, setbacks, losses and so on. But I experience them, in all their good and bad, as an exciting shift in energy, much like a glorious storm. They have come to clear out stagnant air, rearrange the landscape, and offer me new perspectives. At some point, when I have more clarity and distance from these events, I may write about them. But for now, I keep my heart open and embrace the mystery and wonder of life.

When we are open to life’s storms we begin to realize that we are being offered something new and usually much needed, a brand new perspective, a new direction, opportunities that might not occur to us in our easy “sunny-weather-days”. Or opportunities that we might not willingly choose without a little (or BIG) nudge from the universe. Storms often change the landscape and offer us a totally new view, just as heavy rain washes all clean, leaving us with clearer vision. Sometimes it can be a challenge to look at a changed landscape and decide how we will navigate it. Yet it is undoubtedly an opportunity for growth. Like the wildlife and plants that return to a stormed-changed area, we too can return to life with new insights and new purpose.

Storms also have taught me to be more aware, not fearful, just aware. So each storm I face, whether in nature or in my life, I am more conscious and better able to decide how I want to respond, instead of reacting out of fear. I keep my heart open to storms of change.

What storms are you currently weathering, or have weathered in the past?
Can you share advice on how you are dealing (or dealt) with these storms?

Much Love,


~ “NAKED IN EDEN” ~ Available on Amazon

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Thank you!


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28 Comments so far...

Trish Scott Says:

24 January 2012 at 10:41 am.

All of my heart goes out to you Robin. I’m sure you will have a whale of a time and come out the other end in a magnificent blaze. Always here for you with love.


Keeper Says:

24 January 2012 at 12:24 pm.

A tree hemmed in by giants
Requires tenacity to survive.

“Times of adversity inevitably confront us all. We are denied influence, people will not listen to what we have to say, and we are restricted by circumstance. In this situation, followers of Tao must rely on their determination. Without that, they cannot emerge successfully from the danger.”

“During times of adversity, vision and determination decide the outcome. Mere doggedness never served anyone well. Observe carefully, and try to act. If you find yourself tested by the situation, take comfort in the fact that adversity frequently forces one to consolidate one’s resources. You can often emerge from adversity stronger than before. Don’t be overcome by fear. Take calculated risks if you must, or face danger if you have to. If your mind is focused to the utmost, you will triumph.”

“Without the difficulty of being hemmed in, the tree in the forest would not be forced to marshal its power to grow toward the light. It must truly bring forth all its inner strength to spread its branches. If it becomes grand, it is in part because of its suffering. Thus the times of adversity can be crucial to the development of one’s inner personality.”


Nea | Self Improvement Saga Says:

24 January 2012 at 12:51 pm.

It’s so refreshing to read your perception of life’s storms. I, too, believe that they are to be fully experienced just as much as the sunny days.

I’m facing a storm with my daughter who has just turned 18 and is making choices that frighten me beyond belief, but this experience is deepening and strengthening the lessons I’ve learned about letting go.

When I look back at the storms of my past, it is clear that they are never the hopeless, purposeless happenings that seem to be at the time. They pave new paths, bring new awareness and aid in my remembering of my Soul Self.

I wish you peace of mind as you navigate through whatever is going on in your life right now. I know that you are growing ever so perfectly and that the most beautiful rainbow you’ve ever seen is just around the corner.

All my love to you, Robin.


Joy Says:

24 January 2012 at 1:41 pm.

Oh dear…now I find I’m a “storm chaser”..*grin*…so be it..l
I *love* sailing in heavy weather..the wind, the surge of the crashing waves, rain pelting from all sides…because I can Feel one with the elements; just as I can Feel one with the elements as the sun splays deep rich colors across the canvas of the evening sky as I stand barefoot in the sand on the beach.
One thing I learned while sailing, when the external weather is rough, one needs to be ultra focused on the act of steering..regardless of fear, one cannot just release the helm and walk away. So be it.
Having just been through an internal paradigm shift that physically and metaphysically gutted my life I understand storms; I find it is when I refuse to acknowledge external, or I resist the external that is, that struggle ensues..So, I am learning to embrace..something also about patience and trust.
Quite simply: you are not alone…love to you..and much peace.


John Rocheleau - ZenMoments Says:

24 January 2012 at 3:31 pm.

Hey Robin,

I love storms also, and I GET the correlation to our personal storms. Sometimes though, the personal weather conditions are “gloomy grey skies today, or this month; nothing to become excited about; no clear pointers to new perspectives and changes. Sometimes a personal crisis, similar to a sudden electrical storm, leads to clearer changes. It’s raw power is easier to embrace; the changes easier to see.

May a refreshing breeze, the kind you might feel as you emerge above the tree line into an alpine meadow, be waiting for you on the other side of your personal storm



Michelle Says:

24 January 2012 at 3:48 pm.

Last winter at home in Ontario while everyone else ran for cover, I strapped on my snowshoes and went snowshoeing. It was -16F and a blizzard. It was energizing!
The gifts of some storms are, however, much harder to receive. Each step, each moment is a choice and sometimes a hard one. Heading into the gale or the blizzard is a test of the survival of who we are. But when the storm passes we are always a little stronger for it.
Much love,


Jean Sampson Says:

24 January 2012 at 10:39 pm.

Hi Robin…. Storms! When I was a child and a big summer thunderstorm would come up, I would gather my dolls together with me and we would watch the storm from our screened-in porch—-and I do remember that sense of excitement and exhileration (with a tad of fear) I had as the wind blew harder and harder.
The worst “storm” I ever experienced was taking care of my beloved dad when he developed senile dementia 12 years ago. I was the sole caretaker, living on his sofa for 8 months and watching more and more of his life being taken away—-it was so heartbreaking, and nothing I tried to do to solve problems for him worked. He couldn’t use velcro, couldn’t put on or take off his clothes or shoes, did not even know that he was in his own house most of the time. I did a lot of my grieving so that when he died with pneumonia, I had done a lot of grieving already and could, gratefully, let him go. I realize now that, had he just dropped dead with a heart attack, I might be grieving still. It was still the most unexpected, most traumatic, heartbreaking thing/storm I have ever lived through, but I do think that, because the last year was so hard, I was able to truely and cleanly let him go.

The present-day storm is that my husband has diabetes and hasn’t changed his lifestyle or eating habits (or drinking habits) to try to deal with it. I wish I could say I am enjoying the challenge of dealing with how he is treating himself, but the truth is, it is heartbreaking to watch someone you love, essentially kill thenselves. I do know that dealing with his problems and choices has made me a stronger person. I do know that life’s lessons and gifts are not always presented in ways that we would consciously choose. but they always seem to go to our deepest inner areas and fill something that needs filling or strengthen something that needs strengthening. And, in the long run, the path, storms and all, that we are walking is the exact path that works for us. There is something to be said for just surrendering to life and letting go!

I pray that you can ride your storm out and be present to the exhileration and excitement that being in that wild energy gives you. I am sure there are as many gifts to you in this storm as there are raindrops falling from the clouds. And, truely, they only thing between you and the sun are a few misty clouds. Love to you. my dear, precious friend!


miruspeg Says:

25 January 2012 at 1:56 am.

Hello Robin
You have included a wonderful photo with this well written post. Both photo and words describe perfectly where you are at this point in time.
I am so pleased to read you believe this storm of change you are experiencing is an exciting shift of energy that will offer you new perspectives.
I am still leading a blessed life but a very close friend, whom I have known and loved for over 30 years is suffering terribly from cancer. I know she will die in the very near future, unless a miracle happens.
She is not fearful of dying and I am now ready to say goodbye and celebrate her life and time here on Earth.
I once again feel very blessed to be able to say goodbye to my friend without a heavy heart. I am so pleased I have learnt that lesson.
May you find the strength you need Robin to face your storms and find the light to travel along the path of your next journey.
Namaste and loads of love and light.
Peggy xxxxx


Corinne Rodrigues Says:

25 January 2012 at 2:23 am.

Dear dear Robin…what would we be if we only had fair weather all through our lives? :) I have had storms in my life, some even self-created, and found that by walking through them, taking responsibility for my actions and being aware of others who might be affected by ‘my storms’, I have come through triumphant on the other side. Thank God!
I pray that you find courage as you go through your own storm. I know you will come out victorious and with a whole new perspective on the other side.
Much love and blessings


Nancy Shields Says:

25 January 2012 at 8:27 am.

Hello My Friend Robin – it’s been a while and so happy that I read this one on the storm of change….oh how I’ve been blessed with the storms of my life – in the greatest of these storms and pains is where my greatest lessons have been.

I also love the wind and the storms and so true not to be afraid but instead be aware of your surroundings, your feelings and emotions through the storm.

In gratitude to your analogy of storms in nature and storms in life,


Christopher Foster Says:

25 January 2012 at 2:12 pm.

What an extraordinary conversation you’ve created here Robin. It’s the most important conversation we could possibly have.

Storms come to us all one way or another, and sometimes they are so intense (I’m speaking for myself) I would have been quite happy to just nod off for a long, long sleep. And yet as I approach 80 and with quite a ton of trauma behind me I realize with wonder and much, much thankfulness that there has been a hand of grace on me all the time. Not a mysterious hand out there somewhere but the love and wisdom of my own eternal presence.

As the ancient Indian saying has it: “Sometimes I go about pitying myself, and all the time I am being carried on great winds across the sky.”

Thankyou for your valiant and generous spirit Robin. I’m with you as you walk into this storm. Much love.


Larry Rice Says:

25 January 2012 at 5:31 pm.

Challenges in this roller coaster ride we commonly call, “the journey of life” are certainly in everyone’s experience. Personally, I can’t remember a time when I did not feel as though I was a misplaced soul. I have walked among family and friends, co-workers and acquaintances without feeling apart of the group. I have gone from a shy kid to an out going adult. The transition included a transition from being a people pleaser to becoming more of one who experiences self-acceptance. For a time, I lived in a world of cynical separation from the day-to-day world. It has been said that “if you scratch the skin of a cynic, you find a frustrated idealist underneath!” Over time, I could not meet the challenge of “living among them.” I withdrew into a fog of drugs and alcohol, running from responsibility, relationships, jobs and commitments of any kind. I maintained on the fringe of the functional, just enough to pay my bills. Constantly seeking the answer outside myself, I became a moving target. I sought the answer to finding peace. I wanted to be comfortable in my own skin. I ran from place to place, job to job, relationship to relationship wanting desperately to find the fix.

Then on November 15th, 1982 at 9:15 PM, I was seated at my bar, looking at a wine glass filled with vodka and in my head, I heard the question, “Why are you killing yourself?” I began to ponder this question, as it kept repeating itself over and over in my head. I could not let go of it, it would not go away. It was a soft voice that insisted on the answer to the question. I was 37 years of age, miserable and filled with discontent. I had used alcohol, reds, yellow jackets, black beauties, grass, LSD-orange sunshine and window pane, psychotropics, pain pills, grass and hash to run from my feelings. I always needed something to take the “edge off.”

At about 10:00PM, I poured out every bit of alcohol in the house down the kitchen sink. I let go of the idea that suicide was an option and the questioning stopped. I surrendered as I began the journey back from the edge. I stopped killing myself with drugs and alcohol. I found and attracted people into my life that are like minded. I stopped running and gave myself permission to just be. I gave up the notion that I needed to react every time I felt hurt, rejected or had bad news. I embraced meditation and slowly I learned a new way of living.

Today, 29 years later, my life is filled with fun, peace of mind, acceptance and love. I am present and the chaos has been reduced to a dull roar. I laugh at myself and become amused by things that use to send me running. It is not perfect, challenges come and go. These are, for the most part, the “seemingly bad” and when I have worked through them I have learned, expanded my self concept and become a bit stronger.
I no longer seek the answer. I accept the fact that I will always feel as though I am not quite a fit. I will experience life feeling a bit outside the norm and a bit uncomfortable in social situations. The difference today is in the acceptance. I have found that I can live life on life’s terms. I don’t always lie it, however, I have found acceptance of others as they are and myself as I am, is a very peaceful way to live. I read once that to some degree, we are all like light bulbs on a Christmas tree. We are different shapes, colors and sizes, yet we are glowing with energy from the same source. I have developed a great awe regarding the source of this energy. It runs through us and all of creation. Yes, I even talk to trees. I talk to myself and my dogs as though they can understand and sometimes they do. It is a challenge, sharing all of this. I risk that you will find me odd and I accept that. If you have read this far, I thank you, in the hope that you got something out of the experience.

I love you Robin. Be well my friend.


Robb Says:

25 January 2012 at 9:48 pm.

Kia ora Robin,
I have always felt closer to the wild, learned more, and Listened more, while in stormy weather. Which is a good thing because in my beloved mountains it is most often stormy. My last trip I spent two days waiting out hurricane force winds while the hut I was in shook and rattled. Nature seems to reveal more of Herself in a storm for me, or maybe that is simply my own nature. It can be hard to know when to risk venturing out into that storm and when to simply sit tight. think it through, or let it pass. I wish you with my heart and aroha the courage I know you have to make the choice which suits you best.
My own current storm is both with Taylor, my oldest son, and Tara, my lovely wife. Taylor and I are now currently estranged, we had to ask him to leave for reasons I won’t get into, suffice to say it was hurtful to both Tara and I. I lost him in the mountains not long ago, the mountains gave him back. Out here, he is lost in a storm I am even more helpless in. All I can do is hope he finds his way. And Tara, at the same time, has confronted old family issues going back to her childhood between her father, stepmother, and real mother, and as a result we are sitting outside the family at the moment. her courage, honesty, thought, and desire to have a better relationship with all these people through confronting old norms and pain has just been stunning for me. To see her venture into that storm where most would stay put and let things just be the same makes me love and respect her more than words I write could ever express. Sometimes these things work out, sometimes they do not, fathers and son stay estranged, fathers and daughters lose their way. So I am hunkered down for a bit, peeking out the window of my hut, and longing for blue skies and gentle breezes. A timely post Wild One, as usual. Sending aroha and wairua to you. Kia kaha e hoa!


Bill Gerlach Says:

26 January 2012 at 8:31 pm.


What a way to take storms in both a literal and metaphorical sense. This hit home:

“When we are open to life’s storms we begin to realize that we are being offered something new and usually much needed, a brand new perspective, a new direction, opportunities that might not occur to us in our easy “sunny-weather-days”. Or opportunities that we might not willingly choose without a little (or BIG) nudge from the universe. Storms often change the landscape and offer us a totally new view, just as heavy rain washes all clean, leaving us with clearer vision.”

New perspective… new view… nudge from the universe. So true! It’s about seeing and experiencing each storm as it is — neither good nor bad, but just as it is. I think we all are always facing a storm in some way, shape or form. It’s how we choose to face it that makes the difference.

My most memorable storm: Hiking the White Mountains, trying to get to Mt. Washington when a storm hit us above tree line. Wind, rain, and lightening going off all around us. I had never felt so exposed to the elements. We helped some parents/kids get off the peak and below tree line and found shelter in a hut. My brother and I still talk about it to this day.

Be well, my friend!


Alex Blackwell | The BridgeMaker Says:

27 January 2012 at 2:46 pm.

Please know you are not facing the storm alone. My thoughts and prayers are with you.



Evita Says:

27 January 2012 at 7:24 pm.

Dearest Robin,

If there is anyone who will appreciate storms and look upon them with peace, it is you and this is why you inspire in every thing you share. Your last line about responding rather than reacting out of fear is so priceless Robin.

Thank you for all that you share always! Sending you love, and holding you in my thoughts of the highest version of peace, health and happiness.


Chris Edgar Says:

28 January 2012 at 2:33 pm.

Hi Robin — I think what jumped out at me about this post was the humility and humanness in it — the appreciation of the wildness and unpredictability of storms and other things that happen in life, and the willingness to just let the storm happen for now and try to comment on it later once it can be understood (if in the end it is understandable).


Bernie Says:

30 January 2012 at 5:49 pm.

Weather systems are created from the friction between differing layers or systems of pressure. Storms then are a product of seeing differences and from putting distance between one paradigm or another through judgments . The differences then collide so that they can see each other face to face so that the energy moderates and recombines seamlessly once more. Extreme weather in the world or in one’s personal life then is an indication of differing layers or opinions desiring to recombine. I sense from you Robin, that you are a reconciler or transformer of energy that creates an atmosphere of love wherever you may go. Through your empathic connections, you feel that which others have forsaken and restore the forgotten back into the harmonic state of natural being.


Wilma Ham Says:

10 February 2012 at 9:32 pm.

Dear Robin,
What Chris said says enough; As the ancient Indian saying has it: “and all the time I am being carried on great winds across the sky.”
May my love carry you also, hugs Wilma


Guillermo Valderas Says:

15 February 2012 at 4:08 am.

Once in a while you find a post that generates further thought – the right message at the right time! Bravo!


Jeffrey Willius Says:

17 February 2012 at 12:47 pm.

Dear Robin — When you wrote your very personal email to me and your other kindred spirits last month, I’d intended to write a reply that would be worthy of that note — with all its nuances of pain, fear, courage and hope.
I should know myself well enough by now to realize that when I set that kind of standard, I tend to put things off. I must not do that any longer.
I want you to know that I think of you often. I try to imagine what you’re going through (having read NIE helps me, I think, to do so. I imagine your hard-won connection with Nature and know that, in the context of all you and I believe to be the essence of life, you will be fine.
I like the storm metaphor and share your belief that storms — of whatever ilk — have their purpose.
May all that is good, all that is love, flow to and through and around you, my friend. You are wonderful!!


Christine Connerly Says:

17 February 2012 at 4:37 pm.

Thank you for writing this lovely blog on storms! Both the blog and the comments have helped me with my own personal storm of dealing with an 18 year old son making choices that are terrifying to me. I have to remember that he must navigate his own storms, and the best thing I can do is navigate mine without adding damaging energy to his by interfering. All the best to you as you ride out your storms. You are a blessing and an inspiration to so many, and definitely to me.
Blessings to you,


Lisa H. Says:

21 February 2012 at 8:08 am.

I have never heard of a storm described as invigorating and revitalizing, but it is so true. We will go through many storms during our lifetime; some worse than others. The thing to remember, is that just like a storm in nature, it too will pass. A storm can be a symbol for transformation and rebirth. :-)


Nyx Says:

26 February 2012 at 8:16 am.

Dear Robin, Thank you for sharing your heart’s lessons through the changes and storms. Your writings here have been an inspiring light, as I too, rethink and redirect my journey. It gives me the faith to follow my heart and see miracles happen.


Rita Says:

15 March 2012 at 2:28 am.

Storms are invigorating aren’t they? And there’s nothing like ‘after the storm’ when the air is clear and energized…it just makes me want to run outside and dance around.
Currently I’m experiencing a storm of elderly parents and conflicting emotions. My Dad has Alzheimer’s, and my Mom is in early stages of Dementia and recently I’ve realized…or let myself finally admit…that I don’t like the person my Mom is. At all. But as the loyal daughter, what can I do? I’m weathering the storm, learning a lot and growning stronger.


Anne @ confidence building Says:

21 June 2012 at 1:22 pm.

This is a great way to look at storms in your life. After all, there’s nothing we can do to stop them from coming, so riding them to the end is the best, possible option. This way, at least we also learn something great from the journey.

I’ve ridden a lot of storms in my life. Thank God, I’ve looked at most of them as lessons to learn from. I have to admit that sometimes (during the storms) when I couldn’t see the sunshine in the distance, I did become desperate. Though these days were dark, I think they’re the ones that taught me most of all.

Great blog post. I’m glad I came by today.


Greg Says:

6 July 2012 at 4:41 pm.

Gee, thanks, Robin. Just when we’re starting to get some really lovely weather here on the Cape, you got me wishing for a big old thunder boomer. One’s in the forecast for the weekend, so we’ll see what happens. Hope your garden’s growing well!


The Exception Says:

6 August 2012 at 6:49 am.

This is a gorgeous post and so reflects the way I elect to live my life. I read a few days ago that we tend to live life as if it is a problem that is in need of being solved over living life as if it is a mystery to be lived. I like looking at the challenges life offers as those opportunities – those mysteries… how will it unfold and what will happen next and how to I open myself to what is.
I know not where you are, but know that you are in my thoughts. My community is fighting to save the last wooded area in our part of Virginia – and I thought of you and the need for us all to save the nature around us to help us save the natural within each of us.

All my best to you and your gorgeous writing and storms and spirit.


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