This time of year is beautiful, weather wise. So, so good for my heart and Soul - all the rain and the gray skies and fog. A few weeks ago now, it snowed about 4 inches overnight and I woke up to a late start at work/school. So, I got to sit for a bit longer and sip coffee while looking out over the trees in the greenbelt behind my house. There is absolutely nothing prettier than fresh, frozen, and fluffy rain covering everything! The whole world looks so bright and gorgeous and unspoiled, you know?
The snow that morning was very, very fluffy and beautiful. It was soft looking, like a pile of discarded dandelion seeds, all feathered, wispy, and white. I wanted to make a wish. So, I did. We’ll see if it comes true :-)
When the sun came up a little higher a bit later, shining on the branches of the trees, there was a snowstorm that was limited to just the field of trees and it was a lovely thing to behold, as big tufts of fluffy snow wafted to the ground. Had I had the day off, I would have donned a soft, fuzzy blanket upon rising for the day, and sat in stillness and silence and watched the snow for hours and listened to its whispered secrets. The cold weather was “extra”, especially since I was fighting off a cold and I had to attend three recesses outside, but it was all good. The snow disappeared by the next morning, so it felt really magical and special. I mean, duh! I did wish on it, after all!! It MUST have been magical and special. Some silence and stillness in the sauna at the end of such a day is just the right thing to warm me through to my bones on extra cold days.
And, P.S., this weekend, the weather bumped WAY ahead to an early summer day kind of weather, so I took FULL advantage of that. No need for soft fuzzy blankets or clothes, even, it being the weekend and beautiful :-) Just a lot of nude skin and alone time, surrounded by nature and the elements, soaking in the warmth of the sun. It was absolutely glorious!! Late in the afternoon, at the warmest part of the day, I even took my scooter out for my first ride this year and it was lovely and SO fun! The wind whipping against me, all of the smells-the evergreens and things blooming, and the rumble of the engine beneath me. Even though I tend to like moodier weather, it was wonderful having some beautiful warm weather to enjoy.
Aaaaannnnnyyyyway…A few weeks back, I was looking through my poetry folder and I came across this poem I had written sometime over winter break. It was one of those that just flowed out of me all at once without edits or a lot of thought-at least, about the poem anyway. They were thoughts that needed to find their way into words and onto paper. They were foreplay. And, as such, I tucked it away and forgot all about it, in the after.
I’m sure you know what I am talking about. Because I know I would have remembered it if I had spent more time obsessing over every last word placement and turn of phrase. There are few times that this ever happens to me, so I’m going to share it just like I found it. Upon finding it and reading it again, I liked it just the way it was, so I’m just going to rely on that feeling.
So…you know what? Let’s set the mood, a little, shall we? Entirely up to you, of course, but consider it a lesson in setting intentions and being purposeful, if you’d like to play along. Light a candle. Perhaps in honor of poems that pour out of me or you or anyone all at once, or a prayer that more poems will pour out of all of us more and more often. Or both. To make the world a more beautiful, sweet place. Turn off the glaring lights. Maybe turn on some ambient music. I included one here, but you do you. Close your eyes for a little bit and focus on your breath, just quietly being. When you are ready, your heart is wide open, open your eyes and read:
Mmmmmm. Yyyeeeaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
(whispering) Oh, the beautiful umbrella of my heart. I don’t try and chase the feelings away or wish them away. I just let them pour down over my heart, drenching it. I’m not afraid of feeling them. Quite the contrary. They make beautiful music that I love to hear over and over. I’ll never tire of it. Love never runs out, nor do words ever run out. Rain is love and love is rain. At least, for me it is so.
What the hell? Another great song…that fits my mood. Just in case you were wonderin’. Because regardless of where I am or how I am feeling, I am still here to support my friends and loved ones wherever they are. It is lovely to be a part of their world and support them in their exhilaration and sadness and everything in between.
Thanks for being here and for reading! I wish you some of your own beautiful music and weather that inspires your heart. Talk to you soon! I love you. XO
Magical! Thanks for sharing your beautiful soul!
Your poem reminded me o one I wrote originally in 2020 and revised a few times, including a week ago. Here's a link to "The First Time" on my Substack:
https://substack.com/profile/5656220-phil/note/c-52532314?utm_source=substack&utm_content=first-note-modal