It's raining men! Hallelujah!

Sigh... it is not. It's just raining. Downpouring to be precise. Monday morning at work usually hurts, so I went out to get coffee. In the 10 feet between the door and my car I was drenched. Joy... I love Mondays...

A slurry of thoughts today, my mind is circling, searching for prey to feed on...

I am most definitely a person that likes rain. Hot, dry, sunny days hurt my head. My favorite time of year is late August when the days cool off, the breeze is warm, not hot, the skies are a bit cloudy and it's generally wonderful to be outside.

I grew up beside the ocean. It runs through me like blood, the ocean does... the sound, the smell, the view... it's a part of my heart, a part of my soul.

I am Air and Water.

If you look at the world from the perspective of four base elements Earth, Air, Fire and Water, relating this to everything you see around you, especially yourself, and personify each element with certain traits, characteristics and states of being, while being open-minded about nature and reality as a whole, you'll most probably be confused. But it is a wonderful state of confusion.

I am Air and Water.

I delight in thunderstorms, the epitome of Air and Water in unison. When I was younger I would climb out my window and sit on the roof to watch thunderstorms cross the harbour. Once, during a particularly long and powerful storm I sat out in the rain for over two hours, dazzled by so many types of lightning I was speechless. Soaking wet, smiling in sheer delight, I followed it for over a mile down the shoreline, watching as it faded away into the horizon.

I close my eyes and I can still feel the rain and wind that day, and recall with wonder the power of Air and Water of which I was witness, of which I was a part of.

I have a faith system I follow. The religion that accompanies it means something to me but not a lot. It depends on my mood. I partake of the usual religious activities for family reasons, but every so often for myself. I generally regard religions in general as silly, a way for humanity to ground a given faith system in the reality of existence. But generalization is a silly thing in itself. I grant that religions have a purpose, if not for me. Some people find meaning and a sense of purpose in their religion. Good enough.

Do I find sense in one god, or one way of looking at reality, or one system of elements to define what I look at as reality? No. Why not all of them? Sounds interesting. I suppose it all depends on my mood.