I’m sitting here in the middle of an early morning summer downpour. Watching and listening as rain falls on our Welsh valley. Smiling in the knowledge that it will revive the grass and start to refill the lake.
Happy alpacas. Happy moorhens. Wet husband…
Without rain, we do not flourish. We become parched and barren. And what we do have is brittle and loses its colour.
So what kind of rain do we need to cultivate fluidity and bear fruit in this season?
Whilst this will be different for each of us, we all have a need. And this is part of the reason we need to do the work of digging deeper…
Go stand in your rain and flourish.