The wind is blowing

I'm sitting in my office listening to the wind whistling and blowing through the trees outside.  Funny thing, you can only hear wind if there is resistance creating a sound:  trees, mountains, buildings, or anything standing.  We can feel the wind, but can't see it unless it has picked up particles and are blowing them around.

The winds of change are like that.  You don't see it coming.  But you sure can feel change coming or see new the new circumstance that it ushers into your life.

Today, I feel like the past couple of years has been one long windstorm.  Some days, I haven't had the energy to stand in the wind.  Some days, the wind knocked me down.  Some days I tried to stand and got buffeted and blown around like a grain of sand at the beach on windy day.  Some days, the wind's pace was a slower breeze and I could stand the pressure against me.  Rarely were there a string of peaceful, stillness.  

Ever try to fly a kite in a storm?  Kites need wind.  They need steady winds that are gentle enough to not tear the tail off the kite.  Kites don't fly in peaceful days with no breeze.

I need to remember on days that I want to soar above my circumstances, but long for days with no breeze, that kites don't fly when there is no wind.