Dancing in the rain!Β 

 

Have you ever danced in the rain that you could feel the rain drops curling into your soul and spilling serenity into all of its being, waking up all those parts that have been dead for as long as you could remember?

I have, and it feels as magnificient as it might be described in the pages of all those literature lying untouched in the libraries to the townhall. I let it not only drench me but my existence, the pores of my skin were filled with a power so divine that I couldn’t believe it was just water droplets falling over me. It was almost as if I was the chosen one, as if the skies were rewarding me for contemplating their beauty. I felt like the hollowness was seeking my prowess to transform the ethos into something bright and meaningful. 

So, I let my arms open wide and took a spin. I think I was reminding myself that I was still a part of my reality, I think I was trying to set motion to this vivid dream that I was living.  I let my hands paint on the imaginary canvas that the droplets had been creating, and my feet followed thus. I couldn’t come on terms to realise I was dancing. I was moving, letting the rain soak me to the point there was no room for any more rain.
But there is always room for more and more rain. Let it sink to the pit of your stomach and lighten your head. Then step back, imbibe what it offers to you. Then shudder and deter your parochial self.

C’mon dance your worries of in the next rain. 

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47 thoughts on “Dancing in the rain!Β 

  1. Parochial self?

    You are like one of my favorite authors.
    I have hard time recalling other favorites.
    But I am not calling you favorite to be on the safer side πŸ˜›

    Love and light!

    Anand πŸ™‚

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  2. It creates a retreat where stress and worries cannot gain entry. It stimulates senses in our bodies in a unique manner. It is a feeling and experience more people should try.
    After reading this, I noticed two things:
    1. a smile on my face
    2. the ability to take a deep breath and just relax.

    Thank you for a wonderful story.

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  3. How beautifully you portrayed the feelings πŸ™‚ I was just imagining myself getting drenched in the rain πŸ™‚ How wonderful it feels when a drop touches your skin πŸ™‚ How ecstatic it is πŸ™‚ as if the whole dirt and worries of your soul are been taken away by the pouring beauty πŸ™‚ Loved it ❀

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      1. Haha. I used to live in a very rainy place and I didn’t like it because it rained too much, and was too cold and damp. Now I live in Brazil and the rain is different here. I think I could dance in the rain here. I’ll have to try it sometime. And when I do, I will think of your post here. hehe.
        πŸ™‚

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  4. I can’t remember the last time I danced in the rain, but next rain shower, I’m all over it! Shouldn’t have to wait too long for the next downpour; I’m in Ireland after all. πŸ™‚

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  5. What a freshness I am feeling after going through the experience you have described of the droplets falling on you. It took me back to my early days when I used to move out of my house along with my friends to enjoy every drop of the rain and shivering back home My mom used to provide me the warm hug and made me cosy with her kisses on the cheek. Loved the write up n hope to see many more

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