Another rainy day in North Texas. Looking out my window from my desk, I see the water hitting the pavement and wonder if the ground beneath it thirsts for water. Most will protect themselves from an element such as rain. A life-giving source that most take for granted. They prefer to use water to keep their lawns visually attractive to the human eye, yet unhealthy to the environment that surrounds them. Loads of transplants from western states come from drought-riddled areas, just to do the same thing to another region. Just so happens that I am in one of those areas. Having the inability to fathom what it is like to not care about anything but oneself, they come in droves. Like cattle looking for fresh grass. Hours spent thinking about it and accepting what is. Mother Nature is a powerful force. One that needs to be respected and cherished. I give thanks for all She provides. As if I do not, her offspring Karma will come around to see me. Sitting in the rain is the best form of relaxation and letting the water renourish the soul. I believe Father and Mother will always provide for those who receive in good heart and respect ALL accordingly.