Welcome to Paradise

I just stood in the rain.

For the first time in my active memory, I chose to stand in the torrential downpour happening outside. It was delicious. It cooled me down. It revved me up.

There are things I am experiencing now like nothing I have ever felt before. Places my body goes Yes even though it takes a few moments for my mind to follow. I have always said No to the rain. I have alway run from interior to interior, from car to house, from open field to covered space.

There is something in me now, open to the flow of life, desire, joy, and even the tropical rain. The healing of mother nature. The healing of Yes. The healing of the literal dancing in the rain that we don’t even see in the movies anymore.

These shifts are tiny. Their ripples, I know, will be transcendent.

I feel powerful in this rain. I am damp against the breeze of the fans. The song of millions of droplets crashing into the sand fill my soul and my ears. I am grateful for this gift, the only true cleanse I remember from this lifetime.

I will take rain like this every night.

Welcome to Paradise.