Life's not about waiting for the storms to pass.
It's about learning to dance in the rain.
I haven’t really had a storm this week, but I’ve just had the “blahs.” The gray inversion in the air doesn’t help any, but that’s really an excuse.
I guess I’m waiting for something to happen to me. I don’t know exactly what. I’m expecting something wonderful to fall in my lap. I’ve been looking, but nothing’s dropped in yet.
So what’s going on with me? It’s taken the whole week for me to figure it out.
My favorite service project is ending. They are tearing the entire structure down (that houses my service project) and going to rebuild, but it will take three years. So, after this week, I know I’ve got to find another place to expend my energies if I’m going to banish the “blahs.”
What will I do? I don’t even know yet. But now that I’ve figured the problem out, it’s kind of fun to think of new possibilities. It’s like a new vista has opened up for me. Exciting, huh!
I’ve gone from depressed to excited in one “ahaa” moment.
I’m glad I’ve had this experience because now when I give my characters in my book and “ahaa’ moment, I know just exactly what it feels like.
Dancing in the rain is quite a fun thing to do. I can see myself – face upward, allowing drops of water to splash into my mouth and wash over my skin. I’m refreshed and happy.