You Are The Sky

Everything else is just the weather :D

There’s something written on the cover of the diary i’m using at the moment, that I’ve been sitting with lately:

"You are the sky, everything else is just the weather."

It’s deceptively simple, but the more I think about it, the more it unfolds into something more.

The sky is vast, unshaken, ever-present. It holds storms, sunshine, passing clouds, and the occasional moment of absolute clarity. No matter what is happening within it, thunder, rain, or a bright, endless blue, the sky itself remains, unchanged at its core. The weather, however, is transient. It moves, shifts, and passes. It can feel overwhelming in the moment, but it is never permanent.

When I think about this, I realize how often we mistake the weather for the sky. A bad day, a harsh word, a temporary failure, these feel all-consuming, as if they define us. But they don’t. We are not our worst days, nor are we the fleeting frustrations, anxieties, or disappointments we experience. We are something much steadier than that.

Much of life is spent reacting to the weather. We let a storm dictate our entire mood, as though a little rain means the sky itself has disappeared. But the truth is, no matter how thick the clouds get, the sky is always there. It never stops existing. It simply waits for the weather to pass.

We tend to take every emotional storm personally, as if it says something fundamental about who we are. A moment of anger? We label ourselves as an angry person. A heartbreak? We tell ourselves we’re destined for loneliness. A failure? We internalize it as a character flaw. But none of these things are permanent states. They are simply passing through.

Think about the last time you felt utterly defeated. Maybe it was a bad week, or an exhausting few months. At the time, it felt endless, like a permanent fixture in your life. But if you look back now, you can probably see that it wasn’t forever. The storm moved on. And you? You were still there. The sky was still intact.

When we anchor our identity to passing moments, we set ourselves up for a life dictated by circumstances. If our happiness depends on external conditions always being perfect, then we will always be at the mercy of the weather. The challenge is to remember that we are the sky. We are bigger than whatever storm happens to be rolling through at any given time.

That doesn’t mean we should ignore emotions or pretend struggles don’t exist. Weather is real. Storms can be terrifying. But they are not permanent. The question isn’t whether difficult moments will come (they will). The question is whether we allow them to convince us that we are as temporary as they are.

One of the biggest struggles in life is learning to differentiate between what is passing and what is truly a part of us. We live in a world that thrives on urgency, on making every emotion feel like the defining one. We are told that a single failure means we are failures. That a moment of doubt means we are lost. That a bad phase means life itself is bad.

But when we step back and see ourselves as the sky, everything changes. We start to hold emotions with a little more lightness. We recognize that a moment of sadness isn’t proof that we are broken, it’s just a little rain. A setback isn’t proof that we aren’t good enough, it’s just a cloudy day. These things pass, just as they always have.

What if we started seeing emotions the way we see weather? What if, instead of saying, "I am anxious," we said, "I am experiencing anxiety, and like all things, it will pass"? What if we treated sadness not as a defining trait but as a visitor who will eventually leave? Imagine the peace that would come from realizing that nothing, neither joy nor sorrow, lasts forever.

Perspective shifts everything. If you stand outside in a rainstorm without an umbrella, it feels like the end of the world. But if you’re inside, watching from a window, it’s just a passing moment. The storm still exists, but it doesn’t consume you.

One of the most powerful things we can do is become the observer of our own experiences. Instead of being swept away by every high and low, we can learn to witness them. "Oh, here’s sadness again," we might say. "I recognize this. It won’t stay forever." Or, "Here’s fear. I see you, but I know you’re not who I am."

When we stop over-identifying with our emotions, we gain the freedom to experience them fully without being ruled by them. We allow ourselves to feel without losing ourselves in the feeling.

Perhaps one of the hardest truths about life is that nothing stays the same. We crave certainty, but life is anything but certain. Seasons shift. People change. We evolve. The weather of our lives is constantly in motion.

But what if that wasn’t something to fear? What if we could trust that just as storms come, so does sunshine? What if we could believe that just as some things fade, new and beautiful things will take their place?

When we trust that we are the sky, we stop fearing the weather. We stop dreading change, because we know that no matter what happens, we remain. We endure. We hold space for whatever comes, knowing that none of it defines us,

I really want to live as the sky

If you take one thing from this, let it be this: You are not your worst moments. You are not your best moments, either. You are something bigger, something constant, something infinite.

You are the sky, and everything else? Just the weather.

So, the next time life feels overwhelming, take a breath. Remind yourself that no storm lasts forever. And know that beneath it all, you are still here, steady and unchanged, waiting for the skies to clear.