The Lightning inside my Mind – some thoughts I had during a thunder storm, noting similarities to my mental state

At my darkest moment,  as I leaned further into my shadow, a storm raged on inside and out. Blue, white and purple lightning struck outside whilst rain barraged my home, and thunder roared and rolled across the border between the lands and ocean.

It was welcome. Even though the similarities of what was outside recognisably reflected what was inside. Noise, darkness and an overwhelming power. It made the border between what was real and what was indeed insanity all the harder to define. Though it would not matter; because when I did lean into that shadow of mine, that seemed to spawn it’s own thoughts, plots and judgements to deal, I could see from deep within my soul; heaven is too powerful to be stolen, and it was not our bodies under attack; it was their own; from themselves.

I just hope what that it will make more sense to me someday.

[Written: 2025-04-16]