Rain Chorus

Cool spring rain
Sings life’s chorus
Rinse and repeat

Nourished By The Storm

Thunder storms have many components to them. Wind, rain, lightening and dark clouds. Despite the fact that they are a fairly common occurrence you will always find some who fear the lightening while others tremble at the noise of thunder. Many people view the rain with great disdain. While the dark clouds cast an equally dark shadow on some people’s joy. Each element evokes a different response in each of us. Yet, some see the storm as a whole. As an entity that is alive and posses an awe inspiring energy that is unique. Each element in concert with the others to create a spectacle of nature. Some more energetic than others yet all equally magnificent.

Turmoil exists in all of us. At times the turmoil is greater than at other times. If we allow our fear to focus our thoughts on just some components of our turmoil we run the possibility of not benefiting from the lessons that turmoil often can teach us. Turmoil like the afore mentioned thunderstorm may not come as a welcome reprieve to summer’s heat. It may dampen our mood and even rain on our parade. However despite this when addressed properly and viewed holistically we can come away refreshed and cleansed when we have sought the lessons that each aspect of our turmoil has to offer. Learning from those lessons is the water that new thoughts and actions need to grow within us. Like a thunderstorm turmoil arises, sometimes without warning, but often with enough signs for us to prepare.

Life would be so desolate without these storms. So would our existence without some turmoil. It is from turmoil that we are challenged. That our strengths and weaknesses are exposed. I do not fear the lightening, rain, wind or dark clouds but recognize them as essential elements in the cycle of life. As components to a greater system. What I fear is not appreciating them, respecting them and losing sight of their purpose. To cleanse and nourish the earth so that life can continue to thrive and grow. I might be wet and cold but if I ignored the signs then I have no one to blame but myself. The storms are temporary and I have not been washed away. As I hunker down and ride it out my thoughts are already on being more prepared for the next. For I know as longs as I can see the clouds, hear the distant rumble and feel the wind that I am alive and have been nourished by the storm.

Hot Shower

Summer shower
Washes heat
Fresh air