After the Storm

Do you ever notice how people react when it rains? Some people get down, some use the opportunity to curl up and get cozy, some just rush through, dashing from necessary place to place waiting for it to end and still others dance naked letting themselves feel it for all its worth. Me personally, well it depends on life of course, but I found that this storm was particularly poignant. You see, this was the first rain in a long time, almost as if it was the first and it symbolized a shift for me. Something in me had dried up and needed replenishing. I didn't do any of the above mentioned activities and at the same time I did all of them. I just simply listened and noticed and had an appreciation for the moment and for the possibilities, I connected with the bigger picture. A storm can change your life if you let it and after it has passed you can either choose to feel soaking wet, heavy and uncomfortable or you can choose to move with a new appreciation and renewed wonder. Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the intensity of the storm, things change so much that when it has passed we are not sure how to start anew, we get stuck in the mud. But the beauty of the calm after the storm is where we must learn to find pleasure. The hopeful ray of sunshine, the magnificent rainbows and a fresh new ground upon which to walk our path. This is the true value in the price of a storm. I know I have no control over when it's going to rain again but I do have control over what I choose to do when it does and it most definitely will.