Let’s be honest, sometimes life feels like it’s staging a particularly aggressive weather system directly over your head. One minute you’re cruising along under clear skies, the next you’re caught in what feels like an emotional monsoon with thunderous emails and the occasional hailstone of unpaid invoices.
But here’s the golden truth, storms come and go. They always do. And after them, without fail, the skies clear, the birds sing again, and occasionally there’s even a rainbow, though usually not accompanied by a pot of gold, sadly.
This lesson isn’t just spiritual fluff designed to get you through Monday. It’s a vital reminder for both your personal sanity and the survival of your business dreams.
Take personal life first. Ever cried into a pillow at 3 in the morning because he didn’t reply to that last message? That storm feels endless. You tell yourself you’ll never trust again and read through the previous 5 hour conversation to see how you could have caused upset. Then wake up in the morning to a “sorry, I feel asleep”. Blue skies.
Or consider business. Picture launching a product you’re convinced will revolutionise the world, only to find out the only person interested is your mum, and even she wants a discount. The embarrassment, the panic, the existential spiral. But hold on. Because maybe that failed launch taught you how not to market to humans. Maybe it introduced you to someone unexpectedly helpful. Maybe it was just a weird Tuesday. Either way, it passed, and you’re still standing. Possibly slightly bruised, but better dressed for the weather next time.
Here’s another example. A friend of mine ran a café that nobody came to for six months. Every morning she opened the door and prepared fresh pastries for an imaginary crowd. She nearly gave up until one soggy afternoon a food blogger stumbled in, soaked, hungry and in a foul mood. She gave him a biscuit the size of his face and let him dry his socks on the radiator. He wrote a glowing review, and the place has been packed ever since. That storm wasn’t failure, it was incubation. And apparently the way to fame is sock-drying hospitality. Who knew…
It’s easy to believe during the downpour that the weather has turned permanently awful. That this feeling, this flop, this awful awkward mess is the new normal. But it never is. Storms blow over, sometimes messily, sometimes spectacularly, but always eventually.
So, next time life feels like you’re in a wind tunnel wearing flip-flops, remind yourself you’re just passing through a rough patch, not taking up permanent residence there. Grab an emotional umbrella, ask the neighbours if they fancy an impromptu sundowner, and wait it out. The sun’s already on its way.
Because the blue skies club is open to everyone. You just have to outlast the rain long enough to see it.
And if in doubt, remember this profound truth
Even the Queen probably had a bad hair day in a gale.
Keep going. The forecast always changes.
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