Rain Dance
After the shower realization, and the drums, and rattle...
I started thinking about the lyrics.
Not all of them.
Just one part.
Do a rain dance.
It got stuck in my head.
Not because I understood it.
Because I was curious about it.
So I did a little digging.
What I found was interesting.
A rain dance can represent calling in what is needed for growth.
Rain nourishes seeds that are already in the ground.
Metaphorically, a rain dance can represent:
Preparing for abundance.
Trusting that growth is coming.
Inviting change.
Nurturing something you've already planted.
And this stopped me.
Because lately... this seems to be exactly what my life has felt like.
Not just in one area.
Everything.
Everywhere.
Happening all around.
All at once.
My gardens.
My business.
The projects I've been building in the background.
The ideas I've been nurturing.
The systems I've been building to put into place.
The opportunities that have started appearing.
The conversations.
The connections.
The growth.
For months, I have felt like my arrow had finally been released.
But I could feel there was still resistance.
I just could feel it.
Part of that was me.
Part of it was learning.
Part of it was bottlenecks.
Part of it was realizing there were still structural pieces I needed to build ...
before I could grow into what was next.
But something shifted recently.
My arrow feels lighter now.
Almost weightless even.
But this feeling has changed.
The best way I can describe the shift is that it feels like a roller coaster climbing toward the top.
Click.... Click.... Click...Click ... Click...
Click...
Click...
Click...
For a long time, I felt stuck there.
A few clicks forward.
A few clicks back.
Not because I was failing.
Because I was learning.
Because I was building.
Because I was preparing.
Lately though, it feels different.
My clicks keep coming.
Higher.
And higher.
And higher.
And for the first time in my life, I am not white-knuckling this ride.
I am buckling up for it.
There was a time when this feeling meant something bad was coming.
I know this energy.
I recognize it.
For most of my life, when I felt this feeling, I was preparing to pick up the pieces of whatever came next.
Preparing to survive.
Preparing to rebuild.
Preparing to endure.
But...
This time feels different.
This time I am preparing to receive.
I have my parachute packed if I need it.
I have my toolbox and belt.
I have my duffle bag full of lessons collected from every chapter of my life.
Not because I expect disaster.
But because experience taught me to be prepared.
For the first time, I am not preparing for the aftermath.
I am preparing to catch the windfalls of goodness that have already started arriving.
Maybe that's why the idea of a rain dance hit me so hard.
Maybe a rain dance isn't about forcing the rain.
Maybe it's about welcoming it.
Maybe it isn't about making something happen.
Maybe it's about recognizing that the seeds have already been planted.
Maybe its about trusting when the rain arrives, I know I will know exactly what to do.
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