Do you remember the song by Annie Lennox?
“Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion.”
I’m camping and the forecast for later tonight is for heavy rains. (I’m actually writing this the night before publishing it, so technically I’m talking about last night.) Usually I’ve got tarps perfectly set up to ensure we stay dry, but this site had limited options for tying up the tarps and I’m uncertain how well my set up will hold up to heavy rains. The morning will be damp, but how damp we will have to wait and see!
That said, we live on the wet, west coast of BC, and being on the edge of a rainforest, we are no strangers to rain.
Isn’t it interesting how our perspective on something like rain can be so dependent on our situation. Think of how this can affect our thoughts and actions?
A drizzle of rain can be insignificant on most days, but not at an outdoor wedding.
A short downpour of rain is insignificant in your car, but not so much fun on your bicycle commute to work.
A 75 millimetre downpour of rain at night is insignificant at home, but a much bigger concern in a tent when you haven’t done a good job with your tarps.
However, in the grand scheme of things, we are just talking about getting wet. Be it a sprinkle or drenching, we can get dry again quickly.
So, we have a choice to let the weather dictate our thoughts and actions, or we can recognize that getting wet is not that big of a deal. Either way, here comes the rain again…
