I send my best thoughts to those who are facing the brunt of Isaac today, and I hope that they remain safe.
That being said….I am watching the sky, aching for it to open up and drench us. We are out of its worst path, but I am hoping that we will get a few strong storms. I love storms. I love watching the wind bend the trees, hearing the thunder, watching the branches of lightning attack the sky.
There is a scene in the movie, Twister, that always strikes me. The two main characters are in a field under a small bridge after having tried to outrun a tornado. As the tornado approaches and the truck shakes, Helen Hunt’s character cannot help but crawl forward, fixated on the tornado. She cannot take her eyes off of it, and Bill Paxton’s character has to pull her back in to safety. He thinks she is crazy 🙂 I understand her.
I have wondered why storms fascinate me this way. I think I realized this morning exactly why. it is there power and their mystery. As much as we know about science and meteorology and weather…..we still don’t fully understand storms. For the past week the meteorologists here have flip flopped about the path of Isaac, who would be affected, how we would be affected. We can see their power, but they are still a mystery. And mystery intrigues me. Things that are easy to know do not hold my interest nearly as well as things that are multi-layered.
And so I wait, looking out the window. The branches are beginning to bend. it is a delicious impatience. And I have no control over when the rain and thunder will begin. But I am ready for it.
I have to wonder what this says about me as a submissive.