windthread

it's here,  Rain.   

there is Release.   

things are different.   Chicken requires different  accommodation,    Goats feed in different places,  Raincoat is found,  wool hat.  Umbrella.  Tay needed a new rug from the Dollar Store.   Clothing in layers,  several.  

but most of all,  there is Release.

I thought about it,  that there has been NO measurable precipitation since May.   I thought about how in the desert land of New Mexico there are the monsoon rains late summer and  now and then great electrical storms here and there.   Here,  its an extreme.   No measurable precipitation since May.   Those words should be in Neon.   And that is not due to anything other than how it is here in this magical Place of the Planet.   How it is.

rain taps on the roof.   Everything is being washed clean of the dust of the Long Season.  All stones glisten.   Branches outlined against the sky,  remaining leaves green green green.   I am seeing it differently this time and am so grateful for being Taught…the stunning results so far of Evolution,  So Far, 

  Of thousands of years that culminate in this day,  so far,  that will continue to evolve and re~create as need be.  

of my Self,  just the third year in,  but evolving,  receiving the Rain with great Gratitude.