Rain

What a rain.
When the downpour began, I said thank you. Israel so very much needs rain, and the sound of the rain on the roof is so comforting, the very presence of a roof for it to rain on, so reassuring.
Ceaseless Creativity, thank you for rain.
And then when the sun came through for a brief dazzling moment, I said thank you.
And that reminded me of Mussi, a tiny girl in Calgary when I taught her, now a wise young woman on facebook. Mussi reminded everyone at the turning of the year that we don't need to hope for good. Good will always pour down on us in different forms.
It is we who need to cup our hands in different ways, orchestrate the shape of our vessels so the good pouring down upon us at this moment is channeled to nourish us right. Good is always coming our way.
Are we shaping ourselves right, to be able to receive it?