The rain has set in, I awake to the stillness and realise it is the blanket of softly falling rain that carpets and quietens the world. No sounds, birds hushed, sea quieter, no children’s chatter outside, rain forming a mist, mantleing and beading the spider web , the edges of the strawberry plants, rainbow droplets.
A good day to clear out the clutter, dispose and disperse of so much. How hard can that be? Funny how pulling dress/frock from wardrobe, teeshirt from the draw brings back so many memories.( I wore that in Italy,bought that with my sister.)
How much of our life seems to be pulling out the drawer called yesterday?
How can life arrive each day fresh and new if I have filled it with yesterdays scents and smells, old ideas need to wash away so joy and spontaneity can arrive. Each shining rain drop holds a world of possibilities and probabilities as does each moment. So do we if only we would live in the now, Meditate on the moment. Loose your self in watching a rain drop slide down a window. Close your eyes and hear the rain. Be with this moment this breath.