The rain is an amazing gift from nature and the artist who created it.
Flow with the rain. Walk underneath the rain.
Let it make you feel nostalgic. Let it wash every impurity away.
Open your mouth up to the sky and taste the rain.
Kiss the rain. Play with it, reflect to it. Listen to the rain.
Go to your sanctuary and just listen to it. Make love when ever it rains.
Sleep to the its soothing sound. Don’t let it bother you.
By Lira
Last night I dreamed that I had cultural tattoos in my back that had to do with my homeland (the flag and a look out post from El Morro Fort), and some “The Simpsons” inspired tattoos all the way down on the inner side of my legs where in one leg people where conglomerated (one of them was a red devil) and in the other leg there was carriages where those people where getting on. Sometimes I’d look and the tattoos would look different or there was a new tattoo that wasn’t there the last time. Actually in my dream inside me I new I had tattoos, but when I’d look, I’d be surprise and act like “What? I didn’t know this was here” or “I didn’t tell him to do this tattoo like that!”
Plus out of all the people in the world… Giova! What the heck where you doing in my dream??? …Oh right… Criticizing!!!! I was frustrated enough already about those in my legs -.-
…Analyzing on my own, I am thinking I may not like some of the meanings of this dream.
Sometimes healing takes too long… might as well try my best to be patient (though I really lack patience). Take a deep breath and press forward xo
