by Nick Andrea
Even the rain is beautiful on green leaves.
I was disappointed. As I took my dog for a walk under steady showers and a dreary sky I felt like the cool greyness all around me. Today was supposed to be partly cloudy, warm, and windy.
I was supposed to go sailing. I’ve been visiting my old home and friends for the past week and on this, my last day here, we were supposed to be a great hoorah out on the water: sailing, swimming, and listening to reggae. But, we’ve been rained out.
When I finally came to terms with this I was sad, I mean really sad. It’s not often I get up here, and I’ve been working so hard for the past year with very little break for fun and relaxation, and then this.
And then I looked and saw gentle rain falling green leave outside my window; I had a momentary vision of beauty, but that was enough to remind me that even on this day there is an intelligence at work that is greater than my ego and more benevolent than I realize.
Is it any surprise that my intention this morning was that “I trust the flow”?
I think not. 🙂