Dancing in Puddles and Splashing through Storms.

Why is it that rain is associated with sadness and sunshine with happiness? Think about it.

Where is it stated that those forms of weather tie into those emotions?

It doesn’t.

Rain is water falling from clouds. Well, the exact definition is, moisture condensed from the atmosphere that falls visibly in separate drops. Pretty simple, right? So where is the depressing part in that definition? Or the emotions, for that matter? The definition of sunshine is, direct sunlight unbroken by cloud, especially over a comparatively large area. Where’s the happiness in that definition? There is none. In either.The only logical reason these forms of weather have the meaning they do, is because of how easily our minds make assumptions without realizing it. Or connect things that have no correlation to each other. We are more oblivious than we know. It’s the same way we refuse to eat something and say we don’t like it, even though we have never tried it. Its all mental, without any real reason as to why.

Whether a storm at sea or gentle garden drizzle, rain is still just water. And sunshine is just rays from the sun. It can make the flowers grow and cause the painful sensation known as sunburn, remember? Weather is not tied to feeling or emotion. It has not intention whatsoever. There’s no giant epiphany or underlying meaning to it.

It just happens.

So why do we assume that rain is depressing? Why do we use the phrase, “A gloomy, rainy day.” I’m not sure, it’s just a mind trick we play on ourselves. But I, for one, hopelessly love rain.

Rain gives me the feeling of cleansing. That’s why I love to sit outside whenever it comes pouring down. The feeling of the water droplets hitting bare skin gives the impression that my everyday faults and disappointments are falling away. Poetic, I know. But in all seriousness, it’s a beautiful feeling.

I encourage you to try it one day, if you haven’t already. Just put some clothing you don’t mind getting wet in, sit somewhere you feel comfortable, and let the rain clear your head and soul. Or dance like no one else is around. Splash in the puddles your mom always told you not to. Do whatever you choose. Rain has no way to judge you. It’s a glorious type of mind therapy. Rain itself is just a beautiful sight in general. It is looked at as such a depressing image when it is strangely calming. It’s a peaceful state of melancholia. And I’ve always had a fascination with it.


A favorite artist of mine, Loui Jover, once said:

“The sound of rain is like all the voices whispering from all the souls that have gone before, and one day we know we shall all join in this song.”

This quote is a favorite of mine, because the sound of rain is a song we all join in and dance to. In our own unique way.

(This quote is portrayed in a video of some of his artwork with the theme of rain. You can find the video in the link below. Beautiful artwork and the music of Phillip Glass makes it hauntingly stimulating.) http://youtu.be/ygtqvQNiwnc        

rain image                            

Rain is beautiful, not sad or happy. It’s just…rain. And thats all it has to be. Its kind of funny how relatable the simplest things we encounter, are.

Rain is just water falling from the sky. And we are just the people who dance in it.

Whether rain or shine, we all just exist. And existing, is something to dance about.


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I tell stories through the different mediums of art. I act, sing, write, paint...and I don't consideer myself great at any of these things. I consider myself a person who God has blessed with a passion for telling stories; so I just can't not.

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