I love meditating in the rain. At first, youre aware of every water droplet. You feel each one as it falls on you. Soon, the rain teaches you something. You become one with it. You no longer feel separate from it, as though its falling on you. You feel one with it. Aware of the fact that your body is the final destination of each droplet. At that point, there is no more struggle between you and the rain, only a silent dance between you two. And should the rain stop, its as though a lover who was hugging you lets go. Someone once told me that mosquitos survive downpours of rain by catching the water droplets and riding them as they drop to the ground. I feel like thats a metaphor for how we should handle emotional downpours. If we remain separate from them, theyll wash us over. But if we embrace them, and ride them through their course, we may survive the downpour and live to tell about it.
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 01:18:01 +0000
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