Disturbed

‘Disturbed’ 

On the surface of things, it’s a tranquil scene of coastal New Zealand.

Nothing disturbing, but something is disturbed.

The high winds and hard rain blew through here only minutes ago.

In the distance, there is a thick haze.

It is neither fog nor smoke.

The sand off the dunes and sandspit has been temporarily displaced into the air.

What was on the ground is now airborne.

There are those moments in our lives too, when havoc wreaks and major disturbance occurs.

When everything is up in the air.

It’s uncomfortable for sure.

But when you are in that space there is, if nothing else, the chance to see things from another, different, perspective.

And sometimes after the chaos, there will be a sense of tranquility.

If you are in “the churn”, I hope you find that, I really do.