Monday, May 14, 2012
standing in the beauty of rain...
another rainy day. for the most part, i like rainy days. but it feels like too many lately. i think i mean that both literally and figuratively. when i got up this morning and saw that it was raining again, i let out a deep sigh. i was in the midst of feeling gloomy about the rain. and about some other things that aren't quite working out right now. at some point i dragged myself to the cellar to put in another load of laundry. i was feeling tired. and with the washer lightly swishing and the dryer warmly whirring i stood silently for a moment and just stared out the window. in that moment i became aware of the rain drippety-dropping into the water that puddles up right outside the cellar door.
i opened up the door and stepped right into that puddle with my bare feet. the water was cold, but it felt good. i stayed there in that puddle for quite some time.
the rain was falling in a light and beautiful rhythm.
i noticed the lovely rings the raindrops made. and the reflection of the trees in front of me and the sky above.
and i listened. to the birds, singing their sweet and varied notes. to the silence of the forest. to my own heart beating.
and i thought. about how some of the most beautiful things in life come after the rain. about how that is true in life as well.
i stood in the beauty of the rain and made peace with it.
and when i turned to go back inside, i felt something sprouting in my heart.
something like hope.