Here, the nature is already preparing itself for more cold rest. The rain drops more and more often knock the windows. The wind blows the rain by big gusts. And sometimes only little drops of mist cover everything very gently. Slightly cool, so just want to cover myself with a warm blanket.
The autumn rain reminds me of a bridge that connects the shore of the being here with the reality beyond this universe. Here - contrasts of bright colors surround us, attract to something, and at the same time as if pushing to unknown. Or maybe to a more realistic reality? Wet or dry ... cold or hot ... light or dark... When you do not rush to judge, to choose something, then you just are. Then it's easy to continue just being, doing or not doing, get in touch with being, dissolve in it ... And survive the profound meaning of this stay.
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