mindwanderings

It’s been raining this whole weekend, and I can’t imagine anything more beautiful. The sound of the rain was soothing and although it was raining hard, everything was calm and peaceful. I realized, this is the reason why I am here…to see change. The ground was covered and I was soaked as I went outside for a couple of minutes. I couldn’t be more appreciative. I’m thankful for the rain.

It must be autumn because I can feel that soft mood and hovers in the air when the season comes around. So melancholic, so sweet, so lovely. I’m finally at home. As I look through the window at the pelting rain, I can’t imagine anything more pleasant than being in my cozy room, bundled up with a book or a journal. Off I go now, wandering through my thoughts, sifting, sorting, exploring.

As I layed in bed, I could only hear the rain hitting the ground. The pattering of the rain puts me at ease; 700 miles away from home and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I can’t go back home anymore. I’ve realized that this is what I have been missing… I’ve been missing life.

I’m sitting here listening to George Winston and Sarah McLachlan and I think of how some things in life could be so beautiful. Life is so beautiful, while I, my humble self, don’t deserve to see or hear something so lovely. I’m such in awe how much life amazes me, bestowing its natural gifts. How can I ask for more? I can’t ask for more.

4:00 am, I am up reading. There’s this feeling of solitude being alone at that time of morning, something that I can’t have any other time. There’s this sense of peace that brings me joy and love, ultimately filling me with life. Here is when I reflect and wonder, here is when I let life’s trouble escape, here is when I the quietness fill me up. I don’t ask for much, and I don’t need much. I am a simple woman.

I am in peace, and I am filled with love which surrounds me. I am home.

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