Lately it has been raining almost non-stop.
And we aren't talking a few drops here and there. We are talking the kind of rain that keeps you up at night. The kind of rain that sounds like there are thousands of spikes hitting your roof. The kind of rain that brings thunder that sounds like the gods waging war on each other. The kind of lightning that lights up the sky brighter than a high school football field in any small town across the country during the fall.
Get the picture?
Well...this time last year...we were in the middle of a brutal drought. The kind of drought where you could actually see plants, trees and grass dying a slow death from lack of water. The kind of drought that sucked the life out of everything and everyone. The kind of drought that left permanent damage to the world around us.
Last year we would've begged and sold our souls to the devil for some rain. This year...we crave a hot smoldering sun.
How about 70 and sunny all of time during the day and 57 and clear all of the time during the evenings? Perfect huh?
It's the classic tale of Goldilocks and the three bears. We all want the perfect place right in the middle. But that's not real. Usually life brings us really high high's and really low low's. It's the nature of the beast. The key is to learn how to find some level of joy with the extremes. Don't shy away from them. They are there to prove we are alive. To touch the sun is amazing. To touch the ocean floor can be as well.
Learn to dance in the rain. Learn to bask in the sun.
Learn to reach for the extremes.
But bring an umbrella...and maybe some sunscreen.
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