The beauty of raindrops

Every so often the beauty of God's design and the synchronicity of our lives comes into clear focus. For example, there is a place in Florida where I go to get my soul replenished. It's the place where many of my dreams of being a Life Coach were born and nurtured. It's called Forever Spring Farm, and its the home of my dear friends, Bill & Claudia. I found them through their booklet, "Aligning With Universal Principles" (described below), which was given to me by a woman who I was supporting (and learning from) during her terminal illness and dying experience. She was the wife of a young man I worked with and cared deeply about. I hope he's out there listening, because I still do. I gave a more recent coaching client and friend this booklet as an expression of my love and support for him, at a time when he was not seeing his own beauty and power. As you can see below, those days are over. I celebrate your awakening, Wyndel, and marvel at the clarity of your vision, so beautifully reflected below. You have a great gift that I'm happy to share.  And I also smile, Bill, remembering that amazing day when you suggested to me, while on a buggy ride behind Skeeter in the backwoods of your farm, that I had come into your life to "give your vision wings." What a profound honor and joy to carry you to others in my heart. I can't wait to come back for my next visit. Maybe it's time to bring Wyndel with me. 

Raindrops, by Wyndel Harvey

I was sitting in my vehicle in a park yesterday reading an intensely spiritual testimony titled "Aligning With Universal Principals" by William D. Parkhurst. My original plan was to sit on a bench and read but the weather was less than desirable.

About halfway through the short treatise a slow rain had started and persisted. At first I left the windows open enjoying the refreshing newness of the air. But small puddles formed and I began to get concerned that the collected water would damage the electrical systems in my SUV. Individually the specks of water were of no concern and the occasional stray that encountered my flesh was no real threat. But collectively the specks seemed to threaten my vehicle and make me uncomfortably wet.

I engaged in a small struggle to maintain a comfortable reading environment and not get too damp. I raised my windows in small increments hoping to find just the right balance of fresh air and protection. But no matter how much effort I put into this battle, the little buggers would navigate through the tiniest of cracks and come to rest to form ever-larger wet spots.

Somewhere along the way I gave up the struggle. I came to the conclusion that the struggle itself was a distraction. By devoting a large portion of my consciousness analyzing the frequency and inclination of the precipitation in a vain attempt to keep dry, I was preventing myself from the real purpose of this outing - spending time alone in God's company. I let go.

A few pages later I read the following:

"I am more than a body. I am a spirit connected with all the awesome power of the Universe. The more I honor and appreciate the phenomenon of nature the more I appreciate myself and others."

Completely giving in to the message I leaned forward and quietly, serenely observed. I became aware of something - a message.

The raindrops originate from airy nothingness high above falling from the sky to earth as part of an endless cycle of birth and rebirth. I watched as the droplets landed on my windshield. Each drop would sit alone on the glass shaking but not moving - waiting.

Eventually another drop would land near connecting ever so slightly with one another. Slowly the two drops would become one and empowered by the union start to move.

Each of these newly formed drops would slowly begin a journey. Moving almost imperceptibly at first, each grouping would set off on a separate path towards a common destination.

I watched intrigued as the drops moved across the glass. There were an infinite number of possibilities being played out before my eyes. Some would take off instantly, gather speed, and quickly complete the path. Others would move slowly, almost purposely, stopping occasionally before continuing the journey. Still others would sit, holding firm, gathering a number of newcomers before setting off.

Amongst all this chaos I began to discern a pattern. No matter how each individual drop started, all would encounter others along way. Some droplets would gather strength from the encounter, joining, and then continuing on with greater strength. Others would plow a wide path gathering many others from all sides. Still there were a few that would magically navigate around the encounters keeping the same steady pace towards the destination. But all would have many encounters and all would leave a trail of tiny new droplets - seeds of rebirth - along the way.

As I watched this endless cyclical drama play out I began feel very comfortable in my skin. I felt a presence within - warmth - love. I understood and related to the raindrops. I got that each was part of a Universal Plan. They might take different paths, they might move at different speeds, they might enlist others, they might go it alone, but all ultimately were guided by a greater power according to an unfathomable plan

I also understood that I was observing a microcosm of a Universal theme. I looked past the windshield and saw growing puddles. Mentally stepping back I saw streams feed by the puddles. Still further back, I saw creeks feed by streams. I saw rivers flowing into lakes and bays. I saw great bodies of water moving in harmony with the Universal Plan. I saw water evaporate and rise to the skies to start the process all over again.

I am as a raindrop. I have been born from nothing to fall to earth. I move through my life according to a plan that I cannot understand but know exists. I am empowered by others and on my journey. I move with others, always growing in size and strength, always towards a common destination. I will be joined along the way by many and together we will move ever closer towards Universal harmony.

I will be reborn and start the journey anew.

I hear you Lord.