On any given day when I have free time you will find me by the
water - salt water.
The first place we took our granddaughter even before she
could walk was to a salt water beach. I
took her shoes off, put her toes in the sand and whispered in her ear,
Niya Lilly, “do you feel the sand in your toes”,
and then I walked her to the water’s edge and said,
Niya Lilly, smell the salt water”.
And we both took a deep breath. And then we
looked at each other and -
I knew -
she smelled what I smelled.
When she looked up at me and smiled, I hoped with everything
in me that I had planted a seed in this new little spirit.
If I’m working in my office and there’s rain falling outside
my office window, you can be sure, my window will always be cracked open.
Just so I can -
smell the rain. . .
I have shared my love for the smell of fresh rain and all
that comes with it with Niya. One
afternoon it was raining hard and Niya and I were in our den watching a
movie. I took her over to the window,
opened it up wide open, snuggled up around her while she leaned on the window
sill and whispered in her ear,
Watch the rain as it bounces off the bright shiny leaves and listen to
how -
I talked about nature and how beautiful and wonderful it is,
and how it relaxes our spirit.
How when we sit by the water or walk in the woods we forget
that the rest of the world exists. Now
when she comes to spend the night and it’s raining, she’s the one who takes me
to the den, opens the window and says,
“GaGa, let’s smell the rain.
We have a fountain in our entry way and I have one in my
office and one outside our front door.
This week we added one to our bedroom. My hubby found this little fountain that
sounds like a quiet babbling brook.
Last night as we lay in bed with the smell of fresh falling rain carried
by a cool breeze floated in thru our open bedroom window, and the sound of
water softly tumbling over rocks lifted from our new fountain as we drifted off
to sleep.
If I ever lived another life before this one (and I’m not so
sure that I did), I’m pretty confident I was a fish.
That’s how much I love water.
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