Monday, July 21, 2008

Rain... beautiful. This morning I woke up at seven. I know its summer and that is really early, since I didn't have to get up, but I was rewarded. I woke to the sound of rain pattering on my window and the secluded feel of a clouded dawn. Instead of hitting snooze and sleeping a bit longer as I would normally, I got up and just walked outside. When I saw the glow of the sun rising over the mountains I realized something: life is beautiful. There is so much out there, and if we only pause to see how amazing it is, we'll realize how blessed we are just to be alive and experiencing this earth. Barefoot, I walked out in the rain and just stood on the street corner, the rain tickling my head. I just stood there and couldn't understand why nobody else had woken to experience this. I'm sure I looked a bit ridiculous standing in my rain-spotted pajamas with my wet hair tousled by the wind, but I loved it! There is something empowering about standing where everyone can see me, but no one is looking. It was just me, the rain, and my thoughts.