Tuesday, November 6, 2012
#Pleasures: Rainy Days
Of course, I had to start walking again, since I was blocking traffic on the sidewalk standing like that.
But it started my mind thinking about how much I enjoy walking in the rain- almost as much as I enjoy walking in the fog, actually. Being who I am, I have a tendency sometimes of analysing my feelings in order to understand them and myself better. That's what I did while walking home with pieces of the clouds dripping around me into puddles.
There's something cleansing about rain, I find. I can stand in the rain, and let it wash over me- all the while imagining my concerns and worries, and negative thoughts mixing with the water and flowing away into the gutters... leaving me emotionally fresh and clean again. I feel so much lighter after a walk in the rain.
I also really like sitting on the porch listening to the rain pitter patter against the metal roof, as I sipped a mug of coffee, and taking a puff on my pipe. I can watch the smoke from my pipe drift up and away to join the clouds and possibly become drops of rain as well. The air around me feels scrubbed clean of impurities as I sit there letting my thoughts ripple outwards like the drops of rain landing on the surface of the pool and puddles. With each breath, I can smell the grass and the flowers that catch the drops and sip from them the way I sip my coffee.
The only problem (other than getting strange looks when I stand in the middle of the sidewalk with my arms spread and grinning up into the clouds) is the cold. I don't handle cold too well, unfortunately, and when you miss cold and damp, my joints ache. But for this simple pleasure in Life, I'll simply bundle up a bit, make sure my coffee is steaming hot, and ignore the twinges in my knuckles and hip. For me, the comfort, peace, and simplicity of rain falling is worth enjoying and being a part of... worth forgetting the aches and pains of Life. Worth being alive.