Rain with the thunder over the lake. It reminds me of nature, especially after I’ve had a long day of computers and telephones, over the Internet, over the headphones, overwhelming me, making me wish I was alone. I look out the window and see the lake through the mist. It’s knowing that something is bigger than me. It’s knowing that I don’t have to do anything to make it work as it should.
Rain soft on the windows. It’s tiny droplets, especially those that seem to stop first to look in. Then they are running down, sliding down, tracing weird pathways on the glass for me. It’s a relief to see nature entertaining so.
Rain puts on a show that makes me rest easy. This raining down feeling brings me up.
−me strauss Letting me be