It’s snowing as I write this. The flakes are coming down so hard, it seems light outside even though it’s nightime. As snow storms go, this is a pretty good one.

When I woke up this morning, I picked up my phone and checked the forecast. In Arizona, the weather was simple. The little icon on the weather app never changed.

It was just sun. All day, every day.

I rarely looked at the forecast in Arizona because–well, it doesn’t take much to predict sun.

But my family recently moved to Washington state and here, there’s actually variances in the weather. Usually, there’s rain. Sometimes, there’s snow. And occasionally, the sun will peek out from behind the clouds for a few minutes. I’m still getting used to this, so I usually check the weather before I get dressed in the morning. 

This morning, the weather app told me that it would be cloudy for a few hours, then at eleven, it would start to snow. The snow would continue until about two in the afternoon, then the sun would peek out for about an hour. We’d end the day with a light rain that would start around four and turn to snow by five in the evening.

When I looked at the forecast, I was intrigued by the complexity of it all. I mean, someone had a lot of confidence to put that much detail on the weather app. For a brief moment, I wondered if it would be accurate.

But only for a minute.

My husband and I talked about the weather, we both put on warm clothes, I reminded him to drive carefully on his commute, then I headed down the hall to my office as he headed out the door to work.

At ten-fifty, I looked out my window, just as the first flakes of snow began to fall.

It was crazy. And beautiful.

By eleven, the storm had settled in and huge flakes were falling from the sky. It was an awe-inspiring sight–creating a sort of winter wonderland in my neighborhood (I’m new to the snow so I still like it!). I watched it off an on for the next three hours, until just before two when the flakes started getting smaller, and then quit falling out of the sky.

(I have to admit, I mourned just a little bit at that point!) 

By two-thirty, the clouds had parted and patches of sunlight could be seen on my lawn.

I was in awe of the forecaster’s ability to predict the weather with such accuracy.

And it didn’t end there. Just before four, it started misting, and that mist slowly, but surely, turned to rain, which then transformed into big snowflakes right around five in the evening.

 So here I am. It’s nine right now and the snowflakes are still falling. The weather app tells me they’ll stop at about eleven tonight. I have no reason to doubt it.

I’ve been thinking about this phenomenon all day.

Wouldn’t it be great if there was an app on our phones to predict the condition of your life?

A smiley face icon would tell you when things were going to be good. A sleepy icon would warn when a nap would be needed. An angry icon would let you know when your patience would be running thin. A heart icon could predict a little romance. There could be other icons, too.

You could wake up every morning and glance at the app in preparation for your day–how to dress, what to carry with you, which mindset to fis in your brain. It could be powerful.

The more I’ve thought about it today, the better it sounds!

But then the practical coach side of me took over and I started thinking…is it really necessary?

The truth is, you create the conditions in your life by the thoughts you have regarding your circumstances. Those thoughts trigger feelings which drive actions which lead to results.

When you understand this, you become the ultimate weather forecaster for your life.

Although you have very little control over the circumstances of your life–those things that are outside of you–with control on the inside, you can create whatever results you want in your life.

So what kind of predictions do you want to make for yourself? Because you have the power to make those predictions come true.

That doesn’t mean life is going to suddenly be all sunshine and rainbows. The storms will come and sometimes, they’ll drop several inches of snow before the clouds start clearing away.

But as the ultimate weather forecaster for your life, you can be prepared for anything and make the most of every situation in your life.

The circumstances of our lives are about 50/50–fifty percent positive and fifty percent negative. But that doesn’t mean your life has to be fifty percent negative. Becoming aware of and preparing for the weather changes that will inevitably happen gives you all the control over the life you want to live.

How much would your life change if you were so aware of the things going on inside and outside of you, that–like the weather forecaster–you could predict and prepare in advance for those stormy days?

What if that awareness brought about acceptance and you could face the storms with confidence, knowing everything would be just fine?

Would there be a difference in your life if you could make conscious decisions, even when the rain is coming down hard and pelting you with all kinds of distractions?

How would it feel if you could simply trust that everything would work out? That like the clouds in the sky, the cloudy parts of life will eventually move on and leave you equiped with nourishment and sunshine you need to grow into your best self.

I used to get angry when storms showed up in my life. I’d be taken by surprise and have to gather my storm gear so I could wade out in the store and deal with whatever it brought with it. 

But lately I’ve been working on preparing for and accepting whatever comes. I’ve been honing my forecasting skills so I can spend my time being amazed by the beauty of the lessons I’m learning rather than bewildered by the shock of the cold air and gray skies. 

A weather app for life–that would be pretty awesome!

But perhaps, it’s not necessary.

By honing your awareness, being willing to accept whatever comes, and choosing to make the best of every situation, you can become the ultimate weather forcaster for your life.

It’s something to think about.

In the meantime, I’m going to sit here and watch the snow fall and continue to be amazed at the beauty and power a storm can bring.

I’m certain there are other metaphors for life in this storm just waiting to be discovered

Here’s to happiness!