Oddthentic Reflections

* I’ve decided to engage in the prompts that greet me when I open my blog dashboard.  But as a way to honor the oddthentic nature of my blog, Im not going to edit these. There will be one draft. They will be the raw, unscripted reflections of my mind. I hope you enjoy.*

I find the calming reflective nature of rain to be soothing. There is something about the rain in the hours between daylight.There’s something truly special about those quiet moments during rainfall, especially in those twilight hours when the world seems to pause. When the city is asleep allowing the sound of each splashing drop to be heard slightly clearer. It’s a cleansing feeling. Add that to the sound of rain pitter pattering on the mental roof of a porch or even the muffled version on a car, nothing else like it.

Its moments like this I usually find myself not in introspective thought, but silence. My conscience mind and subconscious mind sharing a moment of peace. It’s easy to lose track of time. Moments like that always bring me back to memories of my mom. She loved the rain, and thunderstorms. We would often sit together in the car or on the porch of our apartment, not talking, listening. A shared moment that etched its mark into my heart.