Tuesday, September 15, 2015

And then there was rain

"Morning Rain" by Filomena Booth.
I don't want to talk it away, use voice and words to diminish its power.  Rain is so experiential, especially here in Los Angeles where we haven't seen the like of this in perhaps a few years.  I also refuse to Google it away by looking up statistics, numbers which would only tell me what I already know in my cells.

Rain calms me, slows and soothes and further stills me.  It induces a trance state in which all is peace.  Here, in abundance, it reminds me that gaps in our lives are not meant to be filled artificially.  Rain, the absent tonic, cannot be imitated.  Its tranquil blanketing will never be hurried along.  When it arrives so unexpectedly - 40% chance is not my idea of a sure thing, we have very few sure things here when it comes to rain - and so profusely it becomes both blessing and teacher.  Remember all those things you thought ought to be here, ought to have happened or arrived by now, those things upon which you have half given up, resigned to disappointment?  Rain taps out a message of almost infinite patience.  See, it says.  See, I have arrived.

6 comments:

Kass said...

Oh yes, when it concerns rain, incessant is sometimes not a bad thing.

Marylinn Kelly said...

Kass - It has been so long, it could have rained for days with no complaint from me. Incessant has its own magic. xo

Radish King said...

So glad to read of this!
xo

Marylinn Kelly said...

Rebecca - Oh, thank you. Now we greedily hope for more. xo

Patti said...

btw, I think my son Dylan was logged in to my account! The comment is from me :)

Marylinn Kelly said...

Patti - Did the comment go astray, for there is just this one. Might it be on another post? xo