Harmony comes when resistance is faced with love instead of confronted with opposition. Harmony issues the breeze, the tide, the seasons.
Harmony is not attained in agonized submission or hopeless despair to overwhelming forces. Harmony is tasted in quiet waiting while the storm brews, until the sunshine which always follows the rain.
We are harmonized to life's tune when we accept the rain as a sister to the sun and use the wake of the storm as a quiet time to mobilize our inner perspective.