It's been raining in San Francisco. And I find it to be a gentle invitation to slow down and focus inward.
Don't we treasure the rare day when rain allows us to just stop? Stay home. Cancel plans. Just be.
When we are out in it, there is a mindfulness that rain requires ~ stepping over a puddle, sharing an umbrella, driving slowly.
Rain invites us to tap into our senses. We get wet. We smell worms. And when we listen, there is a rhythm to the rain that soothes . . . the raindrops against the window, the melody of windshield wipers, even the drip of a leaky roof.
Can this rainy day invite you to be more present . . . to shift your pace?
Don't we treasure the rare day when rain allows us to just stop? Stay home. Cancel plans. Just be.
When we are out in it, there is a mindfulness that rain requires ~ stepping over a puddle, sharing an umbrella, driving slowly.
Rain invites us to tap into our senses. We get wet. We smell worms. And when we listen, there is a rhythm to the rain that soothes . . . the raindrops against the window, the melody of windshield wipers, even the drip of a leaky roof.
Can this rainy day invite you to be more present . . . to shift your pace?
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