Lie on the ground in the rain

I’ve been sick and was under strict orders to stay in bed today, but when the rain started I couldn’t resist. It has been over or close to 95% since the end of July often reaching the low 100’s, and this has been the first rain in over 7 weeks.
It was still very warm outside, must have been in the high 80’s so the weather was perfect for a nice stroll. After making sure my husband really had left the house, I ran to change into a t-shirt and some jogging shorts.
No shoes would be required or wanted for this trip.
It’s no fun jumping in puddles with shoes.
I headed out the door , across the ally, and into the trees.
It was a gentle rain at first, but the air was alive with the excitement of the first rain of the season. The thunder was whispering in the background, and then answering from the other side of the sky as if to say it was eager to come out and play.
I walk through the field, kicking the tall field grass and wild flowers, and watching the wild bunnies hop away to find new and more protected hiding places.
As the thunder started raising her voice, I stopped to watch the lightning brighten up the sky. The rain was still gentle at this point, although the raindrops had doubled in size and the warmth of the air around me made it feel as though I was in an expensive shower in a luxury hotel. I lifted my face, closed my eyes, spread my arms and welcomed the down poor.
On the way home I took a detour through the school yard, Who can resist swinging in the rain…. not me.
Of coarse you always expect lots of puddles in a school yard. They put them there on purpose so they can tell the kids not to jump in them. This being the most offensive rule ever made, had to be broken…so I broke it. And if anyone ever asks, you can tell them that the puddles with the mud at the bottom are the most fun. There was no use trying to stay dry myself at this point, as I was already a walking puddle
All good things must come to an end, and I knew it was time to start for home. I got to the forest that was at the entrance to the field across from our house, I remembered this goal that I had put up at the beginning of the summer. The tree were thick at this point and ever as I could hear that the rain was coming down hard,it was not getting to me, so I headed for the center of the field, laid down and closed my eyes.
And the it happened, my favorite part of the storm. The clouds gave way and plastered the earth. The sky got dark and the lightening fought back with her fire show. The thunder screamed for attention at the to of her lungs. The Earth was alive. I smiled and took it all in.
Hearing our dog bark in the background, I wondered if my husband had made it home before I had. Knowing he would expect me to still be in bed, I jumped up and nearly ran the rest of the way home. He wasn’t there …I was safe, and my little adventure is still a secret.

If you wont tell

i was driving home from ottawa, and it poured and poured, like torrential rains. it was very intense, and it made the drive somewhat treacherous. i decided i was going to lie on the ground in the rain when i got back. but once home, discovered the ground to be completely dry, and not a single drop would fall until some time very very early in the morning. and i was disappointed.

i bbq’d in the rain today. i think when i move i will have more of an opportunity for this, my new place has a lot of gardens, and I’ll be in a great position for people to leave well enough alone (i’m headed somewhere that when people do strange things, you often just let it go and figure that its got to be done).

... it is an institute though.

the feeling you have when you’re lying on the road during a really heavy rain is one of my favorite feelings ever.

My First Time

i just came in from outside (0434hrs July10). tonight was a balmy and orginally warm summer night. as always i came across a sleepless night and lay awake in bed frustrated, when all of a sudden i heard the pummelling of raindrops on the house. i fought with the idea of just jumping up and running outside to greet the water, but i tossed the idea around for about 5 minutes before i made my move. i quickly threw some clothes on, put my camera in a ziploc bag, and went out the back door.

laying down on the lawn, looking strait up at the sky i was a little apprehensive, but planted myself on the ground and let the water soak through my clothes. i could see the drops forge down directly at my face. after a moment, the summer rain kicked up a notch and threw in some rumbling thunder and absolutely sheer lightning.

a cool breeze washed over the yard and shivers of adrenaline and icy cool waters mixed with an ambience of warm air enveloped my every sense and suddenly i was more relaxed than i have ever been. i only ended up staying out for about 15 minutes because the cool water eventually racked my body with shivers, but it was the most clean i have ever felt in my entire life. i cant even wait until the next thunderstorm that hits us, this was a powerful high that i didnt even expect despite my outset apprehension. by the end of the experience, all anxiety was seared from my body. i took some pictures and video of the evenining as a keepsake. but something tells me that i will be doing this more frequently now that i know what a release it is. i am usually so uptight, this was kind of my way out for the moment. i encourage you all to try it.

something always stops me from doing this one, -it seem like i can never work up the courage to do it when it rains a nice rain, somehow it always works out that i am busy, or working on something, or when it rains its really late. i think i am going to have to modify this goal to somethina little different…

to lie on the ground in the rain to accomadate my schedule, lol.

to lie on the ground in the rain after midnight. i think it would be even more cleansing and heartwarming experience.

It was cold and wet [as is to be expected] but also very fulfilling in an insane sort of way.

I advise it. At least once.

In SC where its close to 100% humidity anyway the relief came when I gave up trying to not get wet and just let the rain soak me. The sky was flashing, and the thunder always got in the last word.