I’ve always loved splashing, dancing, playing in the summer rain ever since I was a kid. Not when it storms mind you. When my son was young we would run outside with joy and play like maniacs. I am sure my neighbors think I am nuts, pshaw. I’ve always had this vision that everyone would come to their door, their faces would light up, and they would all run outside like children and play with me. Everyone spinning around with their faces towards the heavens. It hasn’t happened yet but someday it might. I always have hope<3 It’s raining, come play.
What is representing the illusion in our lives? I have been struggling for most of my life with this movie in my head, the neural circuitry of repetition embedded in my brain from all that I have watched and learned in the outside world. I have met with much resistance while learning to not get caught up in this movie, these neural processes, these thoughts racing round my brain. I am learning to not react, not engage, and to see it for what it is, a mental movie. Resistance can be a good teacher I am told. I am learning to observe, be the witness, change the direction of my energy, to be conscious. I am rewiring my neural pathways. Be conscious of your consciousness, be aware of your awareness, observe the observer.