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Sky kisses earth, and the two merge in the rain...

11/3/2012

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Rain, rain, it’s been raining for days – and days. And rumbling rain, dripping wet coming in freshets and then just hanging in the air rain; but I’m not going to complain.

First off, it’s Texas, and we don’t get much respite from ole Surya, so when Pawana and Jala mix and give us our brief rainy season, we take it and drink deeply and greedily. And, after the drought, and watching our water dry up and our lake beds crack and our trees die, I think all Central Texans’ll take a week or so more of the sweet, wet world.

Does it help that it comes at a time when we don’t want Austin to look like the greatest place on Earth 9 sure! I mean, we all know it was sunny and warm last week, and it’ll be again, just not before everybody packs up and moves on.

So, because it’s Texas and we do things big, we have big storm with sky-crackin’ rolling thunder. I love it – feels real, and it feels. How often do you get to feel the subtle unspoken energy of sky, to see the lightning and to literally feel the thunder as it crashes? Woke last night to the sound of thunder, how far off, I sat and wondered.

When needed, we get our breaks from it – last night, I officiated at a wedding ceremony, and we didn’t get blue sky, but steely-gray worked really nicely, and we were able to have the ceremony al fresco.

I want to share what I shared there, to begin the ceremony… rain is a sweet teacher; she comes when she is needed, even if not wanted. She makes things clean, and afterwards leaves even more clarity in her wake. She provides threshold – deep difference between what was and what will be, and creates presence by demanding our full attention in her tricks and wiles. And, she is the linking, the union, and the yuj between that which is material, and that which is ethereal.

Mother Earth, open and accepting; Father sky, vast and expressive – and  the rain joins the two in a sweet embrace, a dance of energy, and a cleansing of that which will no longer serve, and  the nourishment and  nurturing of new potentiality.


So, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain down on me… and give thanks and praise.


1 Comment
Cody
10/3/2012 09:57:41 pm

The rain!...What a gift! I accept, I accept!...

...Went for a walk yesterday during the heaviest downpour and stood in an old and neglected cemetery near my place...Such a potent place to be - where life and death meet so naturally, gracefully...And yet, all around me was the populace rushing about, distracted, (possibly) never thinking about their life (or their own death) or the meaning - both symbolically and realistically - of the rain, the water, the dampness and the ground which supped it up gladly...Are we not of the same stuff?...Since when have we become aliens within our mothers boundaries?...

...Aren't we also these vessels in need of drink?...And by drink I mean sweet, life-affirming rain from above and the anchoring and nourishment from the earth beneath our feet which takes it in in big gulps, thankful for every last drop and never complaining about the chill or the perceived inconvenience?...

...But here the rain was/is to remind us of this and everything else and so often it's perceived more as an obstacle, something to be 'got through' than something to celebrate and dance around in...The rain as you said is a great teacher (as is all weather, right?), but we don't have to furrow our brow and try to pay attention to what it has to say or give us...No, we just need to stop, maybe only briefly and then listen, feel, take it in and let it drip down the brow to soften our sternness and bring us back for an unaccountable moment to ourselves...

...And if not that, then maybe we'll stay in bed, pausing for a moment, letting the rain happen and not feeling the need to resist it or rush it through to its inevitable conclusion...It's in that pause where we'll be able to step back from all that we do and rest...All animals need to rest and we so often forget this (that we're animals and that we too can nestle into something warm - a bed, a partner - and close our eyes for a time and allow a healing, recharging to take place)...

...Something like that...Deep thoughts on a lazy Sunday morning, thankful for everything...

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