I recall a Buddhist monk telling me, “The clear bright blue sky is always there just above the grey tormenting clouds…even when the clouds are dark.” He told me about a time he was flying out of Vancouver. It was a miserable day…cold, raining, a dark and ominous sky. As the airplane made the climb through the air he looked down on the grey world which was gradually getting smaller. The plane then entered dense clouds causing sudden extreme turbulence, visibility became poor, making one feel scared. Then the plane suddenly emerged from the thick cloud into a clear expansive bright sky. It was radiant. The air was smooth. He began to feel more relaxed and at ease. He realized that his perspective of the sky was limited by the dark grey clouds and now as he flew above the clouds it became clear that the sun had been there all along and had been waiting to greet him.

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