Textual Arachne

A weaver of threads.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Rain blessing

I had planned to write about the changes in my life; about the three divine aspects I celebrated at midsummer; about community and family; about apprenticeship and enjoyment; and about returning to everyday from heightened celebrations.

But then the breeze blew in from the open window, and the smell of rain on warm asphalt came up from the street, and the cool air traveled over the nape of my neck like a caress.

All those things I could write about, and someday I will, but for now I see cool rain on the leaves, a finch on the tree, and blessings that will not be contained in my words.

May you share them.


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