The thunder was so loud this morning it shook the walls of my home.
I was worried that my 8-year-old daughter, normally a very light sleeper, would be awakened and frightened by the sound — or that our new, adopted dog would be scared and wake everyone up with his barking.
Turns out, both my daughter and the dog slept right through the thunder.
Thinking about this, I realized that there is a peaceful side to natural power.
For me, power used to mean net worth, raises, promotions, company cars, meeting celebrities, best clothes, best hair styles, optimal fitness …
Now, power means something entirely different.
Power is when I am still and focused, no matter what distractions cross my path.
Power means following my heart, and not asking the question, “What will they think?”
Power is watching the huge ocean swells, and absorbing their energy.
Power is noticing the full moon, and going outside at midnight to dance in the light.
Power is holding yoga tree pose for more than a minute, while watching the tall straight tree in my backyard.
Power is losing my temper, but this time, stopping it and correcting it mid-tantrum.
Power is having a conversation with a friend of many years, and looking deeply into their eyes for the very first time.
Power is finding and listening to my voice.
Power is having faith that I’m on the right path, even when I don’t know what comes after the thunder.
True power is peace.