Why is it that we run from the rain? Is it because we worked way too hard to accoplish an appearance earlier, or maybe the anticipation of drying out is too great for us? Rain is actually embraced and loved here. There is no mad dash for shelter when it starts, no "wait here while i pull the car around", no pause in coversation while you look for an umbrella. Its part of everyday life, nothing is planned around it or rescheduled. Allthough I'm still getting used to it, it makes me laugh and wonder why the heck its ever frowned upon. It forces you to take less time attempting to perfect and more time just enjoying what the day may bring. And I thought I was allready pretty open-minded?. . . feels good not to care!
Today I went down to Palm Cove for the day. It's a quick ride down the street to one of the most beautiful beaches. At the moment you can only swim in designated spots due to deadly jellyfish, but no worries the nets keep them out! Can't pee to cure this stinger! I went on a really long walk and thouroughly soothed my soul in the sunshine. There are little streams that cut through the beaches and into the ocean, it feels really good to lay in them right on the edge of the ocean. My days start at sunrise and I feel so awake! Tomorrow's agenda includes coffee and "brecky" then off to find the cathedral for a little thank you session. And the rain just started again. . . learn to love.
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