Rain reflection

There is something magickal and reflective about the rain. It just seems to open everything up, let you see clearly again and wash everything away.

I found this awesome Creed song called Rain - its absolutely spectacular and I must have listened to it around 50 times today. The whole song is about its going to rain for days, and how he hopes that the sun will shine the next day - but how much he loves the rain. Its really a stunning song and resonates with me endlessly.

Spring seems to have missed us here - we are fully into summer, together with the magical late afternoon thunderstorms that I remember so well from when I was little. Rain has so many memories for me.

I remember coming home from school, getting out of our uniforms and into our casual clothes, having lunch and then doing homework while the rain pelted down on the conservatory roof. I remember standing under the verge of the entrance gate with Charles, rain dripping down off my nose as we chatted about our day, trying not to shiver with cold and miss a moment with my friend.

I remember my first kiss in the rain - it was on a hill in Kensington, the sun was coming out (monkeys wedding) and we were young, in love and ready to try anything. It must have been spring, because I remember standing just under a peach tree that had irridescent green leaves and reaching up, putting my arms around his neck, leaning in close and kissing him deeply while the rain pelted down and rivers of water ran down my back between my shoulder blades, causing me to curve in even closer to him. What a memory.

I remember ice skating in the rain in London at the Covent Gardens market Absolut Vodka ice rink, laughing hysterically while my feet stung from the cold inside the skates and I got wetter and wetter the more we went around the tiny ice rink.

I remember wet summers when I was little doing Mordillo puzzles with my mum, eating pocorn and watching movies on a Saturday afternoon while the rain fell down in droves.

I remember the cyclone we had (well, it felt like a cyclone) and how the patio flooded and we stayed outside, feet on chairs, laughing hysterically at the fact that the whole place was under water.

I have alot of rain memories. Rain is my best weather - it makes me happy when the sky is the bruised blue of a storm and the sun in dampened and the sky thunders with approval. I love that time.

"I feel its gonna rain like this for days, so let it rain down and wash everything away. I hope that tomorrow the sun will shine, as with every tomorrow comes another life. I feel its gonna rain" - Creed, Rain