N8tivegirl

Becoming Still in the Storm

Peace that exists without calm

There is a peace that does not wait for quiet.

It shows up in the middle of the storm.

If you’ve ever survived a hurricane, you know this truth:

after the wind screams and the rain pounds, there is a moment of stillness—

not because the damage didn’t happen,

but because you’re still standing.

Life brings storms that don’t ask permission.

Chaos crashes in—

family wounds, unhealed jealousy, old scars resurfacing,

voices with their own agendas colliding with yours.

And yet… you remain.

Like the phoenix, you rise without denying the fire.

You learn that real peace isn’t the absence of noise—

it’s freedom from being ruled by it.

Peace is not escape.

It is steadiness.

It’s knowing that even when everything around you is unsettled,

your soul has found its footing.

You are not calm because the storm ended.

You are calm because the storm did not take you with it.