Energetic Raindrops

The sweet nectar of nature's breath fills her lungs. The light mist of rainfall drifts from the skies as a dandelion seed glides through the air. A vast love - tangible - sits lightly in the atmosphere. It’s raining harder now...She’s under the towel she took with her to meditate. The rain feels good on her legs, however. It feels like life and she can feel the energy of it as soon as it comes to rest upon her skin. Little skydivers, down they come. For the adrenaline rush? All their energy coming down so quickly for such a brief period. And they rest on her. Do they choose that as well? “That” being who they land on. It makes a huge difference in actuality. For a brief millisecond they are one with whomever they land upon. They go from a tiny amount of energy, the wide open sky, to a dense collection of consciousness with years of experience. The droplet only has minutes of a single experience. Maybe the falling feels like a lifetime to them. Maybe they experience an entire lifetime before joining together with another consciousness to live out another. Maybe, we are the universe to them. Maybe, we are taking the place of that vast energy that they melt into once their time here has ended. Maybe each droplet transforms us in some minuscule way. We are droplets of water to some other vast consciousness [The Earth?]. Each ant is an universe. We are constantly bombarded with little pockets of energy. That energy has the same concept applied as the water droplets. Each “piece” of energy, that is - the energy experiencing a whole lifetime in a few seconds - rams into us, differing our energy levels in a minuscule way. We are made out of these experiencing “pieces” of energy, our experience, our reality, is an average of all these other experiencing “pieces”.