another day of rain musings and sharing

it is a rainy day today and as you know from my prior posts, I love the rain. My back is bugging me today and it is cold so i am not going out to jump in puddles or dance. Instead I am sitting under my favorite blanket while i write this and drinking a nice hot cup of coffee - decaf of course. 

If I can't be out in the rain, snuggled under a blanket warm and toasty is the next best thing. The ultimate would be if I were in front a fireplace and sharing the moment with loved ones - all in due time.

Anyway, I thought I would share with you a newly updated rain post from a prior blog. I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to comment and share. In the meantime, enjoy your day (and night) ... rain or shine...

I was originally going to write about being virtuous. But that has flown from my mind. Instead, as I sit here under my favorite blanket and listen to the sounds of a rainy day just outside my front room window; as I - earlier, opened the window and felt the cool, wet caress of the wind across my face...I remembered just how much I love the rain. I remembered all the things I love to do in the rain. I am enjoying reminiscing about the rain and it is good.

One of my favorite memories is a day I frolicked in the rain with my daughter. It was a hot, rainy day in August. It was during a summer downpour. My daughter and I ran out of the house, into the rain in our lightweight, summer dresses, much to the chagrin of my mother. She fussed a little (she's used to my impulses), but we did not care. We jumped in puddles, splashed each other, got drenched and giggled in girlish delight. We had a great time.

As I remember that and other times of fun in the rain, I can't help but think - isn't it amazing, all the different things we can do in the rain. We can walk and talk in the rain, snuggle and hold hands in the rain. We can lay under mounds of blankets and watch old movies in the rain. We can sing and dance in the rain, eat fondue and stew in the rain. We can have crazy sex or make gentle love in the rain. 

And how many of us actually take the time to think about the beauty of rain? It can be cold and chilling, cool and refreshing, or slick and warm. It can cause you to put on more clothes or totally disrobe. Rain is a great creation. It can destroy as easily as it can create. It helps young things to grow, just as living life to the fullest can help one to grow in many different and exciting ways. And just as too much or too little rain can inhibit progress, so can overindulgence or living life on the sidelines. One can cause illness, addictions or death. The other can cause dust to grow under your feet. When, finally, you get back out into the game of life, you may find that life has left you behind. However, I have also found that sometimes sitting on the sidelines and paying attention can reveal unbelievable insights. And that works because I can catch up. But, I digress...

Rainy days bring out my contemplative nature. So, here I am sharing my thoughts with you. What is flowing through my mind now...poetry

A short verse on rainy day fairies

Rainy day fairies
Who carry the hope of tomorrow
Drop the future on me
and pray
that I am ready

A verse or two from a piece on rain

It is life sustaining
But not the essence of life
It can be cool and healing
Warm and soothing

And though it can be
continuous and damaging
It is a thing of beauty
A gift from above

Ah, rain and raindrops. But it is getting late and I have so much to do. I must bid you adieu. But before I go, for the next week... take a moment each day, stop what you are doing, go outside and take in all the beauty that surrounds you: the weather, the people, the buildings and nature. All of that has been created by a Higher Power, from whom the foundation of all creation stems. That Higher Power created and continues to create just for you and me, and as you are appreciating the beauty of creation, if it is raining and you are too embarrassed to splash in a puddle, catch a raindrop on your tongue. Then smile and know that, though life is not always easy, it is good. Oh, then go find someone special and kiss in the rain. Just because.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. 

Langston Hughes (writer 1902-1967)

another rainy day memory

It rained yesterday and I thought how much I like rain. I like when it mists and when it thunders. So long as I don’t have to drive I am good. I will walk in the rain, play in the rain; but I don’t like driving in the rain. I have lots of memories of wonderful things I have done in the rain. I think of them on days like this.

I remember this one birthday my girlfriend had. She was turning twenty-something … an early twenty number I can’t remember. A bunch of us, all friends, decided to take her to the city (Manhattan) for a birthday lunch. I can’t remember where we ate; but I remember how much fun we had. This was back in the early eighties when going to the city was a big deal. It meant getting dressed in a nice outfit and being on your best behavior. It was such a special occasion; we ordered drinks with our meal. I think we each had two and came away from the restaurant a little tipsy.

 When we left it was still early; the sun was just beginning to set. It was a cool spring day and we were all in a great mood; trying to decide where we would go next. As we walked and talked, it started to rain. We all started talking at once about the movie “Singing in the Rain” and the scene in which Gene Kelly actually dances in the rain with an umbrella. One of my girlfriends spots a lamppost and dares me to dance as Gene did. Why me? Well, I had taken dance lessons and tap lessons for years so if any one of us was going to do it, it would have to be me. “Okay.” I agreed, but only if they joined me.

Then there, in the middle of a block in Manhattan, I, followed by my friends, opened my umbrella and began singing and dancing in the rain. What a blast that was! I can still picture us laughing and dancing and jumping around, and laughing some more! Now some of you may say … “only in New York” but I say … “only with friends”. The best part of this memory … the women I danced with that day are still my friends today. We have been through a lot but we still know how to dance and sing in the rain.

Do you have a favorite rain memory? Share it with us.

rain

it is raining again. as some of you may know.... i love the rain. it makes me happy to feel the water on my face and body. i can't explain it. it is as if rain is my friend and comes out just for me. we laugh together and play together  and just spend time together. i can even bring my sorrows and cry with rain. i guess i just feel closer to nature and my inner me when it rains. 

anyway. i though i would share some rainy day songs with you ... help you get in touch with your inner you!!!!

kiss me in the rain (sung by barbra streisand)
Kiss me in the rainAnd make me feel like a child againBring back all those memoriesKiss me in the rainAnd make me feel like a child againWith the feeling that I get, I don't even mind if we get wet
umbrella (by rihanna)Now that it's raining more than everKnow that we'll still have each otherYou can stand under my umbrellaYou can stand under my umbrella
she's my kind of rain (tim mcgraw)She's my kind of rainLike love in a drunken skyShe's confetti fallingDown all night
make it rain (sung by Colbie Caillat)I don't care what they sayCause I have seen when we run we make it rainThere's nothing better than thisI'll keep wanting you for one more kissSo make it rain
she will be loved (maroon 5)I don't mind spending every dayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she wants to say awhileAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be loved
wildflower (new birth)Let her cryFor she's a ladyLet her dreamFor she's a childLat the rain fall down upon herShe's a free and gentle flower growing wild
rainy days and mondays (the carpenters)What i feel has come and gone beforeNo need to talk it outWe know what it's all aboutHangin' aroundNothing to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down
raining on sunday (keith urban)like crazyPray that it's raining on SundayStormin' like crazyWe'll hide under the covers all aftrenoonBaby whatever comes MondayCan take care of itself'Cause we got better things that we could doWhen it's raining on Sunday
here comes the rain again (the eurythmics)Here comes the rain againFalling on my head like a memoryFalling on my head like a new emotionI want to walk in the open windI want to talk like lovers doWant to dive into your oceanIs it raining with you
rain (swv)Rain down on.....on meLet your love just fall like rainJust rain on meJust rain down on....on meLet your love just shower meJust rain on me
purple rain (prince)I never meant to cause you any sorrowI never meant to cause you any painI only wanted one time to see you laughingI only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain
i can't stand the rain (ann peebles)I can't stand the rain 'gainst my windowBringing back sweet memoriesI can't stand the rain 'gainst my window'Cause he's not here with me
rainy night in georgia (brook benton)A distant moaning of a trainSeems to play a sad refrain to the nightA rainy night in GeorgiaSuch a rainy night in GeorgiaLord, I believe it's rainin' all over the worldI feel like it's raini' all over the world
i wish it would rain (the temptations)My eyes search the skies, desperately for rain"Cause raindrops will hide my teardrops,And no one will ever knowThat i'm cryin'....cryin' when i go outside,To the world outside my tears, I refuse to explain,Oh,I wish it would rain

and don't forget Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head from the movie Butch Cassidy and The Sundance kid and Singing In The Rain as sung and danced by Gene Kelly