I am on a retreat this weekend and yesterday it was pouring rain all day, with high winds.  Part of the retreat was to go for a 30 minute walk on your own and to be aware of  your breath and what you notice. Some chose to walk indoors, while others chose to brave the elements.

I decided to walk in the rain and loved the entire experience, even getting soaked. I was so in the moment and loved all the feelings, sights, and sounds. I even splashed in the puddles and walked across the flooded labyrinth.  

I don’t know if I would have chosen to go out walking on my own in the rain and was thankful for the invitation and “permission” to create space in this way.

   
   
 
Life is good.

nAMaste