The rain has been falling all day. There is nothing in the world like the feel of rain running down your body. Some of my best times have been had in the sweet rain. I have made sure my entire life to get out in the rain as much as possible. When I use to run, my favorite time to do it was in the rain. Ive hiked, danced, gardened, climbed waterfalls, swam in lakes, made love, played and just about anything else you can think of, ive done in the rain. I can recall an experience many years ago, when an ex made dinner and we ate outside, and it started raining. both of us being free spirited, didnt even think twice, we laughed, fed each other, kissed and drank wine on top of the picnic table in the rain.
When I moved here I didnt work for almost the first year. I had saved up enough money and made enough money off my business to breath for a little while. That was the best 9 months. I got to experience the entire spring and summer in these temperate mountains. I went to every festival, concert and event. That was a particularly rainy spring and summer. I fell head over heels in love with this town and the people here during one of the many festivals. In most places when you go to a concert or festival, everyone runs if it rains. Not here in the mountains. This particular festival was one where it lasts 3 days and you can camp out. We did. they have trance and drumming almost all nite or until everyone passes out. It was pouring rain. and the trance was playing. There were bodies everywhere dancing in the nite, with rain falling on everyone. we were covered in leaves, dirt, laughter and excitement. Im pretty sure Ive never danced that close with complete strangers (as i was still very new to asheville) completely soaked in rain and the woods and felt this wild tribal instinct. I felt so connected. Pagans often worship in the rain. So celebrating into the nite honoring the rain was something that use to be primal tradition. I got to experience that here. In the magickal vortex of these mountains. Dancing and making love in between these ley lines and feeling the earth come alive under your feet and body. Yes I love the rain. and Yes I love the magick of the rain in these mountains~
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