Monday, 14 October 2013
Just Walking in the Rain
This Sunday my walk around the village and it's by- ways
could not have been more different from last week.
The golden autumn has given way to rain soaked grey,
Truth to tell the weather reflected my own mood.
You might know the feeling
when it's as if the rain drops are tears
you are trying not to shed.
We live in a world where the pressure to be
all the time is pretty constant,
yet how many of us actually arrive at this state of bliss?
Sometimes we walk in the rain and not the sun,
and I think that's alright,
Of course I'm not talking about a state of depression
which is an illness asking to be taken seriously.
I am thinking of
those odd times when melancholy calls us
to a place of reflection,
perhaps of rest and withdrawing for a while
Losses or hurts of all sorts, great or small, accrue in our lives,
which we need to come to terms with
before we can set our sights
on a clearer path ahead.
It's good when there is
a friend ready to walk this bit of rainy path with us,
and helping us find
that bit of light and healing
we need to speed our way.
I have been privileged in my counselling days
to accompany many on parts of their journey,
even as I have been helped many times myself.
Times of sadness
can be the spring board to seeing
the brighter colours and clearer light
waiting to enter our lives.