Early Saturday morning, Geoff and I woke to rain falling. It was not unexpected as the forecast did say it would rain all day Saturday and so, as predicted, the rain poured down. The Weather Bureau can’t get it wrong at the moment; they predict rain, and sure enough, it rains on and off, every day.
So when I saw this delightful picture I warmed to it immediately. The thing is, my husband Geoffrey, is one of those people who has had enough of rain after two days; he does get very upset about not getting at least ONE sunny day in a week. It can affect his mood very easily.
Perhaps Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was just the opposite. He understood that if it is going to rain, you can’t fight it. He was a very wise man and had a lot to say, in his writings, on many topics. I know what he is trying to say here though. He is saying: “do not concentrate on what is happening with the weather because it will only frustrate you”. ACCEPTANCE is what he is trying to say.
Longfellow uses rain as a parallel with our lives. Sometimes, there is not as much sunshine in our lives as we would like. Other times, there is so much sunshine we can scarce take it in. And then there is … RAIN, continual rain. Storm clouds gather over our lives and we wish them gone. What should we do? Acceptance is the key to it all.
The acceptance of rain tells us not push and shove against the things that are happening in our lives that we cannot control. Accept it. Eventually the rain and the gloom will cease and the sun will come out. This is not just a Pollyanna attitude, it is actually true when it comes to weather, as much as it is true when it comes to our lives.
We don’t always feel that way however. Look at me at the moment, I have been off-colour with a virus and this has given me too much time sitting around feeling sad about the loss of my sister on New Years Day. Longfellow cheers me up enormously when he says, in this piece:
Ah! this beautiful world … Indeed, I know not what to think of it. Sometimes it is all gladness and sunshine, and heaven itself lies not far off. And then it changes suddenly, and is dark and sorrowful, and clouds shut out the sky. In the lives of the saddest of us, there are bright days like this, when we feel as if we could take the great world in our arms.
Then come the gloomy hours, when the fire will neither burn on our hearths nor in our hearts; and all without and within is dismal, cold, and dark. HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW, Hyperion
I am consoled when Longfellow says: “Ah! this beautiful world …” Yes indeed, day always follows night. The sun comes up whether we can see it or not. It exists. This present moment has given me some sadness to bear, but it too will pass. The rain will clear and the sun will come out again … but in the meantime, I will accept the rain and just LET IT RAIN …