18 minutes. Funny how I've had all this time to think, and plan, and write pages and pages of wonderful nonsense in my head, to finally get to sit down to put just a splash of it on paper, and I don't know where to start.
[Takes a sip of her Merlot.]
So I'll start with my earlier thoughts. Imagine you were a drop of rain, just slipping out from a very large beautiful dark cloud high above the earth. Now imagine that first feeling of release as you free yourself from that giant mass. Freedom! Imagine gravity pulling you toward the earth, you feel your slight weight falling, your watery body being shaped by the air around you. What does it feel like?
Now imagine, that a subtle wind cradles you and you discover that it is changing your course.
It's funny. Writing this, several thoughts have crossed my mind. First, the thought of leaving the cloud and feeling this (time out 8:37, time in 8:39. Ten more minutes.) sudden sensation of being free and in charge of my own destiny but then having that feeling of elation be clouded by the realization that I'm heading for the earth, just to become part of a larger whole again.
The second thought was when the wind picked up to carry me off my original path, I felt alternately curious and uncertain. Positively excited and then worried and sick to my stomach.
And then I wondered if rain drops really care? Do they have desires? Do they have hopes as they are falling to become a part of an ocean, for example? Or that they end up in some drought-ridden land to bring relief?
And then this one, do raindrops believe in karma?
20 minutes of ramblings. Nonsense. But, twenty whole minutes, none the less! Well, almost whole. One can't complain.
