The image of someone rising vertically through dark rain clouds into a clear sky above them is a powerful symbol of the potential for human enlightenment.
Once, after sitting for meditation with some recurrent dark thoughts, I stood up and was instantly elated, exactly as if rising through rain clouds into a clear blue sky. I remained standing for a short while, knowing, first, that there was a place above the clouds, secondly, that I would soon be back down beneath the clouds and, thirdly, that that did not matter. That has happened once in thirty-seven years of zazen practice. I remembered it when rereading Poul Anderson's account of Ivar Frederiksen's flight through storm into splendour.
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Kaor, Paul
Something similar happens in THE PLAGUE OF MASTERS, on Unan Besar, when Flandry, escaping from Biocontrol Central, drove his air car into a violent storm to shake off pursuit.
Ad astra! Sean
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