The rain has been falling steadily all day.
I get back from my long walk and I am soaked.
All day, before my walk, I have felt closed in, wrapped in a dark, grey sky.
I have felt challenged by the rainy day. Dark, wet days dampen my spirits.
When I was a kid, rainy days were play days. I would set up a tent with a blanket and a card table, and I would hide inside and sequester myself from the world all day.
I created Rainy Day Kits full of my favorite reading and art supplies, and I would spend the day creating stuff and reading.
I looked forward to rainy days.
Now I am wondering: what is the opportunity in rainy days? What would be different if I went with the natural invitation and rhythm of a rainy day?
Rather than a dark, rainy day being a suppression of energy, it might be about relaxing into a different kind of energy.
All around us in there are cycles in nature: inward and outward, waning and waxing, incubation and growth.
The adult version of the kid rainy play day would be an interior day, a closed-in day, a day with some time for some reflection, and play, and nourishment.
What if I trusted these cycles, and went with them?
I’m curious about what effect it would have on my work, if I honored the natural cycles of waxing and waning.
What are rainy days inviting you to?