Everything I have been experiencing just continues to bring me back to the simplicity of life and the deep richness of simplicity, the mighty language more powerful than human thought, that which is hard for me to word beyond the thick presence of life in the wind and the restless silence yet music of presence.
All that I need is between me and the trees.
To me the rain is a very special event. My body instantly relaxes as the rain begins to fall, even the promise of its appearance delights me. The way rain touches the bark and begs a new rich color to come forward. It’s adventure on the foreheads of the leaves 🍃 leaving them slick with droplets of daring. The distinct smell in the air of Nature drinking. Walking through the experience feeling cozy and cavelike under protective gear. Watching rivers, ponds, lakes and oceans 🌊 greet their dancing counterpart atop their surface. A party of ripples and leaping exclamations of water drops 💦 on water! The thick feeling of life, of water taking over. The excited screams of those abandoning silly reason and leaping onto the concrete with bare feet and no umbrella 🌂 the raw abandon of leaping into puddles then racing back upstairs to warm showers, hot cocoa and giggles. The screams and squeals thrilled by sudden lightening. The elonged silly faces exclaiming shock of thunder and whoops and laughter running around the house from window to window. I love the rain so deeply. It is very cozy to me.
What does the rain elicit in you?
Day 3 of 100 Days of Loving and Celebrating Being
My being is grounding. Simply by noticing the bottoms of my feet do I get the sense of of my own being. Simply with being I ground. I find when I am on a whirlwind of creation it is a very powerful experience. I take flight. It is this flight which fuels my inspiration. And I have found it vital to ground in the experience as well. Remembering the harmony I am allows me to fly while grounded in presence. This harmony I savor as I love and celebrate my being.