It's coming down...

The rain, that is. It's literally drowning out the sound of Scissor Sisters playing on my laptop, which I've now opted to turn off to appreciate this impressive sound pounding on the roof of my bungalow. The power behind the sound of hard rain is purely intoxicating and commands attention from everyone, as they stop their conversations and whatever else to observe this phenomenon. Rain--a change in perspective that reminds myself and everyone else that the lesser sounds of egotistical thought that parades around our heads needs to be hushed into stillness every once in awhile. The reminder to just STOP, cut the bullshit incessant drama and really listen to what's important, even if it's only for a minute. 

I'm finally in the place that I've wanted to visit for so long, and I'm no doubt witnessing beautiful people and things. However, my mind quite often gets pulled into that tape loop of future talk, which ultimately leads to me worrying about how my future is going to play out--wanting to control everything. The same worries that I had before I left the States around money, work and relationships have been swirling about my head periodically this entire week. I guess they will always potentially be there in some way, shape or form--but I can change my relationship to this mind pollution. There is equal potential to hold fast or let go of this stuff and letting go always feels better when I'm able. It has to be a matter of me knowing that I can let go, reminding myself of all of the evidence I have that stacks up on the side of joy, love and the Universe taking care of everything that could ever cause angst and pain in my mind. This is the practice I must commit to until a new practice is handed to me. It's always good to remember that nothing lasts forever--even this rain, which has now quieted down to a gentle pitter-patter. Intensity, followed by calm and spaciousness--you cannot have one without the other. Keepin' sunshine on my brain in the meantime.