Rain Day

Sitting on my porch, sipping hot coffee, and smelling the faint aroma of ginger wafting outside from the deep orange carrot ginger soup simmering on the stove.

I love the mediation soundtrack of a gentle, steady rain. Drip, drop. Pitter patter. Trickle, trickle. Really what it's saying is, "Prepare for your meditation. Sit back. Relax. Clear your mind of all distractions. Drip, drop. I am not my lawn that needs to be mowed. Pitter, patter. I am not the plants that need to be planted. Trickle, trickle. I am my soul. Focus all of your attention on your heart. This is your real reality."

Ahhhh.