rain feels good

                “I’m still crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it.”
                (Ray Bradbury. Fahrenheight 451)

If someone comes into my office, they may not recognize me straight away.

Of course, I'm "all smiles", but... you will see me wearing
a proper "overcoat of rationality" and one of my "working hats" - analytical
reasoning, managing people and projects, advance planning - you name it

When I emerge through the doors after a long working day though,
you won't see me wearing any of those “outfits” - they are
left on “a coat rack" at the entrance, waiting for the next business day.

They are great for a gray office, but are not a good fit
for a beautiful day outside - and it's always a beautiful day outside
no matter what people might say about the weather.

Rain or shine, day or night - there is always the Sky above.

Waiting. Abundantly showering invisible particles of warmth, love,
patience, acceptance.

And I don’t feel cold at all - standing there in my dress of lightheartedness
and a tiny, frivolously looking hat of joy,
not listening to anything that reasonable, well-intentioned people say
about wearing a proper overcoat to protect myself.

Of course, I am hurt at times.

But I don't want to lose even the slightest precious drop
from the Rain of Blessings ...