The most beautiful things in life are those we do not expect or label. The simplistic moments which we breathe in with ease and exhale with awareness. Memories where you lose track of time, surroundings, stereotypes and your ego.
I have a secret love for Summer’s Rain. There’s something so serene about two weather conditions collaborating. The sprinkling of cold drops against your skin calms you as the warmth embraces your goose bumps. You feel a balance and stillness in the moment of forgotten worries. Becoming one with nature, feeling untouchable to conditions and absorbent to your desires.
With the blissful rain falls comes the wild winds and tornado whirls. I was trying to unwind to the rain after a long day, begin some writing then finish with some yoga. The storm took over my zen, lights begin to flicker and thunder shook the house. I started to fear my outside world, I wanted to badly to feel safe and protected.
My significant other was feeling uneasy about the storm as well, we decided to stay up in the night and fight our frights. My handsome man came in soaking wet from enduring the storm on the walk over. I was so grateful he was willing to take on the tornado winds and fight through the piercing down fall.
We lit candles across the room, we put our phones down and lost ourselves in the moment. I loved that we had no concept of time. We focused on each other closely as we blocked out the outside noises. All we had was each other and that was the most beautiful gift of all. No distractions, no flashing lights, no notifications, no media and no worries.
I grew frustrated when the storm started, I grew annoyed that none of my technology would be working or charging and I took electricity for granted. We started to sweat without the A.C. and grew a little irritated so we opened the windows to the warm rain… As soon as I smelled the rush of the rain, I forgot about sweating and accepted the release of perspiration. The smell of rain is absolutely breath-taking, it puts me at ease and is so refreshing. Another thing I took for granted, the relaxing aftermath of a storm.
I learned so much that night, I was so grateful for being alive, for my house being a protectant, for simple moments, for being fully present without technology and for my man being my balance. We laid together tranquil, being satisfied with flusters and escaping our egos to be at peace with the storm. It felt meditative, focusing on our breath, listening to rain’s fall, smelling natures aroma, releasing our moisture and glowing in candle’s light together.
I would do that night over and over again, If I had the chance. To not focus on the things that contribute to your comfortable state but to create your own calm through the storm. We became detached from outside life and only concentrated on what we could do in the current moment.
When you are without power, do you feel powerless? We are so reliant on electricity for our life, we almost let it control our day and moods. I would like to travel or spend time without it and see how my life or memories change.
I encourage everyone to have a blissful detachment, to find their ease in the excitement of electricity and to feel wholesome with internal life.
Thank you for taking time to read my post! Hope you were inspired or enlightened.