A storm of wildebeest pounds the Mara River.
The Storm
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There’s something peaceful about watching a storm.
As I watched thousands of wildebeest storm the Mara River in Kenya, I felt much the same way. Chaos was erupting in front of me. Dust rose in the wind. The sound of a thousand hooves thundered through the air. A fight for survival was unfolding in front of my eyes. Yet I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.
It was as if I was back home listening to the patter of rain hitting the driveway out front. Safe from any danger, but surrounded by it.
For 15 short minutes I observed one of the most chaotic displays of nature the world has to offer — and I felt at ease.
As I reflected on this moment through my work, I asked myself — why is it that some of our most peaceful moments often come from being surrounded by the antithesis?
I’ve always loved storms. Ever since I was a kid. There was something intensely peaceful about them - the patter of rain, the explosions of thunder, the flashes of lightning. All while I sat inside — dry and safe — an observer of chaos.
