Rain...


I believe in spiritually cleansing rain. Sometimes it is a beautifully gentle blessing of uplifting spirit. Sometimes it is a mourning sadness which pervades the sky. Like when Ke Ali'i Pauahi passed from this life. It rained for days if not a whole week. I think the sad rain consists of the tears of the ancestors and angels who cry because the human race loses another beautiful loving and giving spirit. A spirit so desperately needed to end suffering. And if you truly love mankind. You would be sad too. Even in Heaven...

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