Ain’t It The Truth
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…. It’s about learning how to dance in the rain”
In Akron, Ohio…years ago…when I was performing in the show Me and My Girl at the Carousel Dinner Theatre (many a story could be told of that place)…there was a rain storm. A big group of us lived in a two-storied apartment complex of sorts – actors, singers, dancers – sharing the separate units. Very non-descript, in the middle of nowhere suburbia.
It was afternoon, of what I can recall, and a summer thunder storm blew in. It grew dark and it poured. Branches came down and there was water everywhere. It was someone’s idea to go out and stand in it…and play. Like children.
As adults we learn to hide from the rain, to seek shelter quickly, umbrella up, shoulders shrugged, cowering. But this day, we embraced it. I was barefoot, wearing a knee-length sleeveless red dress. It was warm. The few of us that ventured out got soaked. No covers over our heads – my hair matted in long spaghetti strands. It felt great. Because for a moment it didn’t matter. It was just water after all. We would dry when the sun returned, which it did. And we laughed and jumped in puddles.
We didn’t wait for the storm to pass, we learned how to take the rain and hold it close. The rain will fall…it is a part of nature, of life. Face what comes, live in the moment, kick the puddles and get a little wet.
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