A storm is coming. I've been feeling it in my bones. More metaphorically than literally. But nature has a way of obliging the inner landscape, shaping the outer reality to match. I woke up to the news alerts in my inbox: "Major atmospheric river storm barreling toward California: ‘Prepare for the worst’," and "California Braces For 'Biggest Storm of the Year'."

Right on cue, February's full moon on Wednesday is living up to one of her lesser known names: Storm Moon.

No one's looking forward to the coming storm, but as the woman ringing up my storm stash of dog food and groceries says: We need it. I know she means that the rivers, lakes and aquifers need it, that the fire-ravaged land needs it. But somehow I sense that the individual 'ME' and the collective 'WE' need the coming winter storm just as much.

Storm Moon isn't a soft, golden moon like her Harvest Moon sister. This moon speaks of thresholds and in-between places. Of tension between winter's last stand and the Spring that's already stirring beneath the ground. She watches over the storm that doesn’t ask permission before it reshapes the land.

The winds, snow and torrential rains mirror our own inner storms, which are necessary for renewal. We need the storm that disrupts, rattles our bones, and huffs and puffs at our very foundation to see what's loose. Storm Moon is going to drag out whatever we swept under the stoop.

But here's the thing: I've learned that storms don’t break things that weren’t already cracking. Winter storms find the weak spots, the illusions, the places where we’re clinging to something we’ve long outgrown.

And if you don't yet feel safe enough to give in to the storms, don't worry. They’ll come again and again, until you are ready.

February's full moon asks: Can you trust the storm? Can you believe that if something is stripped from you, it wasn’t your true essence?

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TO THE FAIR WEATHER FRIEND: If you're fighting the storm, you’ll miss the thing trying to awaken you. When you're ready, the storm will carry you somewhere new.

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Happy Valentine's Day

A doggie date for Valentine. Make it all about friendship like the Finns. Beware the love bombs. 11 manifestations of divine love. Watch: Still Breathing... Holy Spirit uses relationships for healing. Shadow work between partners. Give trees not candy.

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SOMETHING TO PRACTICE Weathering the storm It's tempting to hide away and cover our ears when a storm is raging. But human consciousness and spirituality are evolving to quickly for us to do that anymore. It's time we learned how to weather the storm. How? You anchor deep. Not in resistance, but in something far greater than yourself. A tree that fights the wind too hard will snap. Instead, you root down and you bend. You root into the presence that never shifts, the One who holds all things. You let the storm lay you bare, knowing that whatever remains afterward... that is the truest thing. The thing that will never be taken from you. And while the storm rages, you do what the old ones did. You light a fire. Not just any fire... the fire of prayer, the fire of connection to the Divine. You tell the stories that remind you who you are—not just who you think you are, but who you've always been since the time before time. You let the wind and rains carry away what is done, and you trust what will come next. And even more importantly than what's being pulled away, pay attention to what's being revealed. Because when everything else is gone, when the world has done its shaking, what remains is what was never lost: your connection to the Holy Spirit, your unshakable belonging in the Love that made you. ​ INNER GOLD​ ​I do not fear the storm because what I am cannot be lost. I let what is done fall away, revealing what is real in me.

Before you go..

💌 February's back story is kinda wild ⌛ Do longevity hacks work? 🏈 Pretty much how my post-Superbowl conversations went 🛀 Listen: How much me-time can we possibly need? 🎉 Finally some good news about fat​

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His step is light,
and as he lifts his foot to stride ahead
a star is left behind,
to point the way to those who follow him.
(ACIM, W-134.12:5)

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