I love the rain and being in it. Storms bring my awareness to a new level - almost like I'm being charged up.
Funny story about the rain. My best friend and I lived together for a short while when we were in our early twenties. Both of us were involved with the wrong men and realized together one evening that we needed to move on and be free of their toxicity. It happened to be storming while we had our discussion, so I suggested we go out and let the rain cleanse us so we could start fresh. As we stepped out off of her porch, the rain was coming down in torrents; almost like we were standing in front of a fire hydrant. We also noted it was filled with sticks, leaves and sweetgum balls. In our quest for a cleansing, we hadn't realized the spout had broken off at the top of the gutter, so we were being showered with compost that had been stuck in there forever. We both had a good laugh, realized the irony of the situation, and then went in to take a real shower.
I love the rain and being in it. Storms bring my awareness to a new level - almost like I'm being charged up.
Funny story about the rain. My best friend and I lived together for a short while when we were in our early twenties. Both of us were involved with the wrong men and realized together one evening that we needed to move on and be free of their toxicity. It happened to be storming while we had our discussion, so I suggested we go out and let the rain cleanse us so we could start fresh. As we stepped out off of her porch, the rain was coming down in torrents; almost like we were standing in front of a fire hydrant. We also noted it was filled with sticks, leaves and sweetgum balls. In our quest for a cleansing, we hadn't realized the spout had broken off at the top of the gutter, so we were being showered with compost that had been stuck in there forever. We both had a good laugh, realized the irony of the situation, and then went in to take a real shower.