Rainy days

I am so fortunate to live in a place where rain is a constant—like the sprinkle system that faithfully watered my roses in our garden at the house in the roses.

And it is always a warm, balmy welcoming sprinkle of life that lets you continue gardening under its charm, without being bothersome, or inconvenient. I am fortunate. 

And thus, after gardening under a light morning shower yesterday I came in… little lights were turned on here and there… 

 Gently dissipating shadows...

I love the sound of rain and the solitude it brings to the already peaceful space. What a privilege to make peace with God and others. Peace in our inner selves…

I like to listen to the music of the Native American flute of C. Nakai on those peaceful rainy mornings as I go around the house performing small tasks and always amazed and always grateful and always complacent to let my Heavenly Father transform my common days into thanksgivings and routine jobs into joy… 

The garden is already looking marvelous… the transformation is amazing.  I can hardly believe this is the same place of a few months ago…

Have a great day my friend... enjoy life as it is.  Make it better if you can and always always remember that life isn't always sunny (nor should it be), but when it is, it helps, and when it isn't, we often need to look within... 

Be blessed!

Cielo

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