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Rain, rain and more rain

It rained nearly twenty five hours since yesterday and some areas reported over twelve inches of rain while the higher elevations endured snow. The winds were gusty and strong enough, creating big enough waves on Lake Tahoe to make surfing a possibility. Not my cup tea and rough waters like that are scary to me. I know it stems back to my childhood and almost drowning as I was little.

The skies remained dark and dreary today and the rainbows stays absent. Driving to work I was thankful for my new tires as I noticed much water on the roadways and people were driving way too fast, as usual. But nothing disturbed me and I kept driving with a big smile on my face. The reason was simple and the time had finally come to wear my rain boots. It was last year when out of the blue I wanted nothing more than rain boots. Don’t ask me where that came from, I don’t know myself, but I had the image of me wearing them burned into my mind before I even bought them. Arriving at work the water was rushing along the sidewalk and the image reappeared. I knew that it would be the perfect time to make the vision come to life and the moment had finally arrived. I had waited a long time and found myself a good puddle along the stream. What happened next, mmmh, well the evidence is in the picture. 😉

Xoxo 💙🦋

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Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

13 thoughts on “Rain, rain and more rain

  1. Rain boots, mud boots, barn boots…they are all awesome! Puddle jumping is a great thing to do, no matter how old we may be. Oddly, people do look at me askance when I indulge, but so be it! Am glad you got to do it. Fun fun fun. (Living on the Oregon coast for 17 years sort of got me used to water!)

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    1. I’m so glad I got to do it and I’m glad it’s something we share. Don’t worry about the looks of others, you know that deep down inside they are jealous of not having the courage to do so themselves. They are stuck in their prison of acting perfect according to what they think others expect from them and it’s a sad lousy existence. I’m so happy you are following your own drum whenever possible. Way to go Kris. Xoxoxo

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