I’ve always marveled at our nature mirrors our life. Rainy days are the perfect illustration. Sometimes life seems so sunny & bright with all the pieces aligned & in flow. Our energy boundless & our ideas as expansive as the blue sky.
And sometimes it pours. It’s in those moments when it’s gloomily overcast & it would the sun is never again coming out that we have a choice. We can wallow in the darkness & tell ourselves woe is me stories or we can practice patient strength. With a deep breath & a lift of our heart, we can radiate the joy and possibility that appears cloud covered; digging deep to ride the ebb and flow of what is external to us.
And even then, sometimes the rain just keeps coming. A dreary moment becomes a dreary season, and still the choice stands in front of us. Will we see the beauty? Will we see the gift of the rain? Will we honor natural cycles in our life without being a victim to them? Will we believe in the possibility of tomorrow’s rising sun and parting clouds? Choose to bask.