Baptism

This has been a weekend of restoration and reconciliation. I feel a new measure of the divine in my life both within myself and outside of myself. What more perfect way to celebrate this than with a long run in the rain. And not the sulky, piddly Portland rain I'm used to but fat, aggressive, no holds barred kind of rain---like Emo rain verses 5th generation cowboy rain. It soaked me and entertained me with light and noise-a great watery immersion.