The image above is a tweet from @AlexBanayan, and I really love it. It reads,
“When I interviewed Maya Angelou, she told me to write this sentence on my notepad and to never forget it.
‘Every storm runs out of rain.’
i still think of that line to this day.”
As I reflect on this, I think it can mean a number of things:
— Some storms aren’t worth our energy.
— Sometimes, we’ve fought too long in a direction that’s not worth it. We can just walk away.
But I think my favorite is this:
— Sometimes, with time, the clouds clear. The pain is clearer too, or healed, or healing. And love, or possibility, or expansiveness, or growth is what remains.
What does it mean to you?
Smuggling Grace 