Clouds form and become dense and heavy with grey. Winds kick up and send swirls of leaves climbing. Loud claps of thunder and the sky empties it’s contents. Rains return. Parched and dirty, the earth, the pavement, the streets, and rooftops all are scoured by the downpour.
In the sun break following, all gleams with a washed face.The air is full of enhanced oxygen. A desire for warm drinks brings me to this Apple Cider. A sip from my warmed hand holding the cup, and a smile begins from my pelvis and lifts up my face.
How are the storms treating you? Did you get caught without your rain gear? What beauty has become unveiled as you’ve weathered storm after storm in your life? What would bring a smile to your lips from deep within? Ki to Happiness …