Ephemeral Epiphanies

A Short Storm Story

The Seed:

Children’s laughter in the rain.

The Epiphany:

Delirious (I must be) with fever & flu…
In my ‘sanctuary bedroom,’ I was watching the storm outside my window. Just above the sound of the pouring rain, I overheard the laughter of little children dodging the rain drops through the trees. Thinking of the Spiritual implications of this glimpse of ‘joy through adversity’ (which I had been shown) and the symbolism of the cleansing powers of nature’s waters. I was compelled to receive this gift from The Universe. Outside I went, arms outstretched and face to the sky, until every inch of my body was saturated with baptism & rebirth.
I thanked The Universe for all it has to offer me.
Because no matter what form the offering holds, the lesson within the offering always lies in our perception of it!

Have a blessed day!