Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head...

Today it is raining cats and dogs...and I stepped in a poodle...but seriously....
Rain makes a mess of things. Puddles, slippery roads, flooded streets, muddy shoes, muddy carpets, etc. Yet, without the rain, there would be a drought. Those of us in California can definitely relate to this. No new growth. The seeds waiting patiently in the ground to germinate, have to wait a little longer. Trees don't grow as fast during dry years. You can tell from their growth rings when there has been drought. I think that rain is is a good metaphor for life. What's that song say, "In every life a little rain must fall." This year has brought monsoons in my life. I look around and see the results of the devastation. It's going to take awhile to clean it all up. To rebuild. Yet all those seeds that have been laying dormant in my life are now starting to germinate. I am discovering and rediscovering things about me that I had forgotten about. I am having feelings that I forgot I could have. I've started to write again; to write poetry and songs. I am starting to look ahead with hope and with vision. The dormant Ron has germinated! Get ready for the new and improved me!