A Stormy Night

There is something to be said about standing out in the middle of a thunderstorm in the pouring rain. The sensation of having the rain beating down on your skin and the air charged with energy is something that goes beyond words.

I love thunderstorms. There is a special energy about them that attracts me like a bee to a flower. I am not really sure when this fascination began, but as long as there is lightening outside I can spend hours sitting outside watching the light streak across the sky. Much to my family’s horror. :)

I found myself walking downtown Mendoza late this evening after having coffee with a friend (yes, part of my charmed life involves coffee at 10 pm, isn’t it wonderful?) and as I was headed to the bus stop, I could suddenly feel the weight around me. And within a few minutes the rain came pouring down. Most people were running for the shelter of the large sycamore trees that line most of the streets here. But I actually stepped out onto the street and stood with arms wide open welcoming the rain like an old friend. I walked along in a state of euphoria, feeling the water beating down on my skin and feeling the power in the air, that ancient charge of energy in every molecule of my body.

Most people at this point were looking at me as if I had lost my senses. However this is a fairly regular occurrence in my life and am now used to it. :) As I stood waiting for the bus I could feel the charged air around me, and out of the corner of my eye flashes of movement in the corners of streets, behind trees and directly around me. I couldn’t help but smile, a dark rainy night in Mendoza is the best time to see just how haunted this city really is. :) Not surprising really, water is a conductor and the air charged with electric power from the lightening heightens ouir senses to other energies around us. So it is no wonder that hauntings are often depicted during storms, because this is really the best time to catch glimpses of people from a time now past….

I am extremely grateful to be able to experience the sensations of being caught in a storm. There was a time in my life when I took this event for granted and would scoff at the thought of walking in one. Funny how life changes you. As I sit here and onto the light streaked sky, I wonder if other planets have this phenomenon and if there are others that can enjoy it like we do.

My new lifestyle has enabled me to take the time to reflect on the simpler things in life, and I have to say that I am extremely grateful to be a human on this planet right now. We have the capability of sensing things on so many different levels, yet we too often take this for granted. And we even go beyond that and shut down most of these senses as we move through our daily routines. How often do we really take the time to feel the sensation of water on our skin, or the aroma of a freshly baked bread, or the vivid colour of a flower that we happen to walk by? We are definitely privileged being here and I for one plan on taking advantage of it as often as I can before I kick off into the next life. :)