Singin’ In The Rain

stormI bet that you all have one song in mind the moment you look at that title! Right? No matter how old we are, that one song is there, when we hear or read “singing in the rain”. I always loved that song and often, when I go for a walk and it’s raining I start humming it. I know bits of the lyrics but today I wanted to make sure I get it right, so I looked them up.

I’m singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin’
I’m happy again
I’m laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun’s in my heart
And I’m ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I’ve a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin’,
Singin’ in the rain

Definitely a so called happy song. The dark clouds above but you are singing and dancing in the rain and you keep smiling. That is so down my lane.

Last time I felt like singing in the rain was last Thursday. Thursday is the day I usually go for a long walk with my friend. We usually go down to one of the beaches close by and walk for two to three hours with a little coffee and banana bread break in the middle. It’s a stunning beach and whenever we get out of the care and look at the stretch of sand in front of us one of us mentions that it makes you feel like you’re in the Caribbean. The little cafΓ© where we get our coffee and treat is more or less in the middle of our walk. They are super friendly.

Until end of October we were able to take the dogs along but now they are no longer allowed on the beaches until summer is over. It felt kind of weird to go walking without taking them along and when we left both of them, especially the little one, gave us that look… you could tell how disappointed they were.

When my friend arrived at ours last Thursday the heavy rain had just stopped and so we decided to go for our long walk anyway, put a rain jacket on and take an umbrella along if the sky would still be grey when we arrive at our destination. I tell you, that day was so typical for this area. After that dark grey and stormy morning we got to do our 2 hour walk under blue sky. It was just beautiful. I guess because the morning had been so bad weather wise the cafΓ© was closed. There was nobody on that beach but us. So we headed back and grabbed a coffee at another little place, still enjoying the sun and chatting along. When we got back in the car and started driving back home the sky ahead of us was suddenly almost black and there was this weird white haze above the ocean. It looked fantastic and also slightly scary. We decided to pull over and watch the weather for a little bit, hoping to see some lightening and hear some thunder, which we both love. Well, we got a little bit of it. What we didn’t realize at this stage was, that the entire area was put under a severe weather warning.

Our city actually had a tornado that day…

Never happens…

Well now it did.

We made it back home just in time. The rain started pouring down like crazy and my friend called me later to tell me that the road back to her house was more like a river than a road and that her friends car got flooded.

We did not see the tornado but it was for sure a crazy day weather wise.

I love walking in the rain. I love dancing in the rain. I love jumping into puddles. But on Thursday I was for sure glad that I could stay inside and that we got that 3 hour window (all in all) where the weather was just fantastic. I was happy to have made it back in time and not to have had issues with water getting into the house or flooding the car.

It was amazing to see the power of nature once more. The force of that rain, the wind gusts and that scary darkness of the sky.

It makes you realize how little and vulnerable you actually are.

I find that we humans tend to think that we stand above everything. That we are in control of this planet. We are so far from it. If nature really freaks out, there’s nothing we can do. As much as we want to, as much as we think we can, as much technology we build to try to get in control. Fire, wind, water and air will always be stronger if unleashed. Watching storms – and I’m only talking about the storms I encountered in my life, which were so far not even close to the point where I considered them life threatening – with their power unleash is something humbling. At least for me.

There are so many feelings inside of me in such a moment. I feel small and vulnerable and at the same time so strongly connected to nature. It makes me happy in a way to feel that we are small and little. It feeds my respect for this planet.

And then, when the storm is over, when the rain has stopped and the sun is out again, when that special kind of energy that every storm brings along has left, everything seems cleared up, clean, calm again. And that thought crosses my mind: We are connected. It’s what happens in our life, inside of us as well. We have those storms going on, unleashing their fury, bringing dark clouds and lightning and thunder and then, suddenly, the storm is over and everything gets back to a slower pace. The tension has gone, the air is clear again, we can breathe again…

… I’m laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun’s in my heart…

Inspired by the Daily Post Daily Prompt – Singin’ In The Rain

40 thoughts on “Singin’ In The Rain

  1. I just love rain. Walking under the pouring rain, dancing, jump into puddles, watching how people try their best to avoid and protect themselves. And after the rain, I love to see how thing look more fresh and alive.

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  2. I love it when nature shows its forces. Of course nobody wants damages or worst. But I am so intrigued by that amazing power! And as you say, this power is also within us and we have our own thunderstorms within. Let’s never forget that we don’t stand above nature but are a part of it. Wonderful post, Sandra!

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  3. Ahh.. The forces of nature! When we lived in Virginia we had a large living room window and corn field across the street. We’d turn out all the lights and watch the storms rolls across the field. The thunder was incredible! Awesome shot of the storm. I’m assuming that’s the one you watched?

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    • Yep… at this point we were still able to sit outside the car. What I miss here is lightning and thunder. It happens so rarely… I can imagine who amazing it must have had been for you to watch a storm through a big window…

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  4. A beautiful post, truly inspired. I enjoyed every word of it, and as I read it I found I was nodding my head in vigorous agreement with each of the points you were making. Our connection to Nature is strong, and our behavior at certain times is not all that dissimilar. Thanks for the timely reminder, and for bringing to my remembrance a song that now remembered will probably be getting quietly hummed (or even sung) throughout the rest of this day, and maybe even tomorrow. Thanks again, and I hope you enjoy the rest of the day.

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    • I even know a couple who, oddly, wrote a book about that film. It’s odd because he’s a history professor and she was a business professor. In her retirement, she is doing a lot of “giving” things, including teaching a dream analysis and interpretation class. She has also written a work of fiction around the subject. I got to know her a bit when I took her dream class, during which I learned that this lovely couple lost a teenage daughter to leukemia. I think they may have been drawn to the subject and overall fun tone of “Singin’ in the Rain” as a result.

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  5. Guess I’m a wimpy So Cal girl who doesn’t like walking anything but pleasant banal weather. I stay inside when it rains or snows, and especially following the latter. This post made me miss even more the long walks I enjoyed with a friend when we lived near the beach.

    We don’t hear much about Australian tornadoes here in the US. What you described we call a hurricane which is, as I understand, basically a tornado that occurs in a beach area. Where I live now is just to the east of what is often referred to here as “Tornado Alley” because many of those destructive weather patterns occur over a north-south strip that goes across the entire US in that direction. The weather reporters here follow those patterns and constantly track them when they are happening trying to predict where they might touch down. I find this annoying because, nine times out of town, this doesn’t happen.

    I have coined a phrase as a result of this personal history and experience which describes a bit about my personality. I prefer my natural disasters to be unpredictable, like earthquakes!

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