Rain falling. Glorious, refreshing, life-giving, nourishing rain. It falls from the sky. We claim to understand the scientific process, but we have no idea why it happens at all.
Our bodies need rain to survive, so do the plants and animals and myriad creatures we know about. What else beyond the life we claim to understand needs rain? Who knows?
Many people dismiss rain or curse it. It causes things to rot, makes the roads muddy, makes the disgusting worms come out, spoils our carefully done hair, makes dresses wet, our bodies cold, our food soggy, our air humid. So much negativity at something that we need.
Yet, when was the last time you stood in the rain and observed what’s happening? It showers, freely, unasked for, unappreciated, unperturbed by the petty chatter of the ungrateful or the appreciation of the thankful. It does what it does, because it is what it is, an expression of the pure beauty and life that pervades this universe.
If that isn’t love, what is?
Q: In all the universe, is there one single thing of value?
A: Yes, the power of love.
– Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj, I Am That