Blame it on the Rain

Every morning for a few weeks now, a morning shower sweetly kisses the dawn, gently and lovingly. The connection speaks by saying,
Let me rain down on you covering you with my blessings.
Let me cleanse your mind as you begin a new day, washing away the yesterdays and their problems.
Let me remind you of the eternal goodness of the Universe.
Let me remind you to just be.

But us humans, we do not like the rain. It dampens our plans, interrupts our flow; we have so much to do and now we will just get wet.
We see the rain as getting us wet.
We see the sunshine as burning us up.
We see the trees and plants as making us rake leaves.
We see nature’s animals as disturbances, too many bats, rats, and centipedes.
We even see ourselves as a bother to us.

And then we wonder why we are stressed, why our energetic selves are unbalanced, why our inner child is still hurting.

The thing is, we continue trying to satisfy a part of us that is never satisfied, the ego and in so doing we strangle our connection to our inner God.

We damp down on our intuition.
We block the connection to our Inner Being.
We refuse to listen to our angels and spirit guides.

We live in a fantasy that we call reality, unhappy, and unfulfilled.

Then we blame it on the rain.