Yesterday I dreamed of rain. The air was thick with water, turning my desert home into a living memory of ancient oceans. Clouds were thick on the mountains, covering the rocks and earth in a blanket of gray mist. The rain was steady, undisturbed by wind, falling in sheets. The sound of rain and distant thunder permeated everything–indoors it was felt as much as heard.
We learn to cherish rain in the desert, for we can see it for the gift it is. We welcome its cool kiss, damp on our skin, the air washed clean. We linger beneath the rain drops, breathing in air that is heavy with moisture. We find sanctuary within unexpected storms.
But as suddenly as it began, the dream was over. The clouds began to part and the birds to sing. The light returned, clearer and brighter than before. The air was still heavy, but now it sparkled. The light, at first golden behind gray clouds, softened into tones of pink and purple.
We need rain to clear away the past. We need storms so that in their aftermath we can see the light that surrounds us. Within the half-light of these unexpected storms, we can find love where we never before thought to look, as rain falls all around us and even the wind rests.
It was a brief dream. The hot desert air returned, with only the memory of rainfall left behind. That is why, when the rain comes, we must open to the pleasures of the moment rather than wish them away. For this is the reason we are here: to learn how to accept the beauty that is offered to us, and to learn how to share that beauty with others.
There is nothing you cannot love. There is nothing that does not already love you.
Would you transform darkness into light? Then find the beauty that already exists around you and within you. Let your inner wisdom guide you; tap into your spirit, your love and your strength. That is your true compass, not the shadows you see in the night.
Dare to feel what hurts and what heals. Don’t cling to life or push it away. Love what is in you to love. Do what is before you to do. Be who it is in you to be.
How we do anything is how we do everything.
Do everything with love.
It is always a choice, and one that must be made again and again. Others may not notice. If they do, they may think that the choice to love, to be patient, to forgive, was easy–easier than battling, easier than fighting. It is true that it gets easier. But choosing to love is the path of heroes, not the path of least resistance.
Who we are is expressed in every single thing we do, in each moment of the night and day. So often we forget who we are and instead react to what is around us–we meet impatience with impatience, anger with anger, rather than letting our true natures shine through.
Think of a sunflower–no matter what is going on around it, a sunflower takes in sunlight and water and turns it into beauty. It does not bloom for some and not for others. It shares what it is with everyone. Be like a flower, spreading love and light–even to those who might not deserve it. You will feel better, they will feel better, and moment by moment the world will grow in beauty and light.
Do you know someone like this? My mother is my sunflower–warm and sunny even on a cloudy day. You can be this way, too. Just keep turning towards the light, the way a flower follows the sun. See the clouds as an opportunity to shine, rather than an excuse to despair. Act always from your true nature, your beauty, your kindness, your truth, and watch love grow around you.
Happy Birthday, Mom, and thank you for being a beacon of light in my life. I love you.