Riding in the car as the sun sets and darkness begins to cover the world. The rain falls and I feel the need to jump out of the moving car and stand in the rain and let it run down my face the way it runs down the window. And so I press my face against the glass, or plastic, or whatever windows are made of, and try to feel the water. I sit back and close my eyes and listen to the rain hit the roof. It's Mother Nature's music, her grand symphony. These are the times I realize how huge life is. The thunder crashes reminding me how much power the earth has. How dangerous and wild and unpredictable life and the world we live in is and yet we still trust it. Riding in the car in the rain. Darker then dark yet so beautiful. there is no way to tell what is around the corner until you get there and then it blinds you with its brightness. And you hope to God that you can keep on going and not come crashing down. And the rain keeps on falling.

And now I am home. All the lights are out. With just the candles glowing and the rain falling it feels like anything could happen at that very moment. It's a a very aware, alive feeling. Nothing unnatural is around you, no TVs or computers or radios to tie us down to the technological society we live in and depend on. It's just the fire and the water and the air and the earth. And we survive. The freedom from technology and bright lights and harsh sounds is as refreshing as the cool summer rain. Your whole body awakens and becomes aware of every sound, every movement, every scent, every moment going on around you.

And now I'm in my room in the dark. I want to dance outside naked in the rain. Let it wash me clean in all ways. I want to melt away, melt into the earth and fire and air and water. I want the raindrops to pierce my body, to drench my entire soul and leave me feeling bright and fresh and new like the world the morning after a storm when you feel as if every breath you take is your very first and you hope it is your last because it seems like you will never taste anything so deliciously clean ever again. I want to dance with the rain and evaporate with the rain and fall with the rain wherever the clouds may take me. I want the wind to hold me and I want to fly away, away into the atmosphere to soar in the space between stars. I want to breathe, I want to be breath. I want to mold myself like clay to become a part of the earth, become a part of life. I want to become dirt and trees and rock and ocean. I want to become fire. I want the fire to wrap around me and consume me like
the waves. I want to be fire of passion and desire and dreams and power. Fire of warmth and shelter and comfort. I want to shield myself with fire against fire of dark power and destruction and hate, devouring fire. I want life to guide me through the night sky.

I want to melt away and become.

I want to dance in the rain.