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Danza Sotto la Pioggia*

This morning, the world is green and wise, wet with rain. There is a damp magic in the air, slow like a song, impossible to shut out. If I close my eyes and listen for a moment, all things make a certain kind of sense. The birds flit and chirp, the wind brushing the bows of the trees, and the soft showering rain makes the world different. Not new, but cleaner — transformative. More possible.

Everything in life boils down to two things: possibility and courage. One needs to see things as they happen, to be aware of what struts, slinks, or whispers across the stage — then, decide if it’s to be seized, smothered, or ignored. All things settle into a battle between will and desire. Often it is our hearts that are the strongest or weakest thing about us.

No one ever knows how long things will last. we pretend otherwise sometimes, and that leads to taking things for granted.

Don’t do that.

It’s so easy, I know. A coping mechanism made for the fool in all of us. But don’t do it. Fight against it. Love and live right now — this moment. Reach out and reach within yourself. Do not expect safety or ease, but welcome it if it occurs.

Always remember the rain for what it is: a thing of growth and change. A thing of magic and possibility. When you look at it that we, the conclusion is a simple one: we could all a more rain in our lives.

*dance in the rain

  1. jstayrook
    May 2, 2012 at 10:17 am

    Awwww…so pretty, Ali!

  2. May 2, 2012 at 4:53 pm

    As Jo Dee Messina sings, “I’m thirsty anyway, so bring on the rain.” I love this post, about dancing in the rain, Ali. It reminds me of a very perfect dream I had just shortly after my divorce from a man who, let’s say we were on different paths. His was marked “socio.” I dreamed it was raining and I was dancing in a cemetary and I felt incredibly light and happy. My ex was standing in a doorway with his brother. They looked very sad, but I barely pitied them because I was having so much fun. We should all be able to dance in the rain.

    • May 3, 2012 at 7:44 am

      Gayle, that song kills me every time! Thank you so much for sharing your story, my dear. That couldn’t have been entirely easy. Also, that guy? Didn’t deserve you at ALL. Because YOU are awesome. Dancing in the rain, dream-wise or otherwise, is a total win. We should, as you said, be able to do it. ❤

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