I love a good rainy day at home.
I’ll open our windows just a crack to let in the gentle sound and to allow the cool, damp air to flow through our home.
There’s something uniquely soothing about a rainy day. It quietly requests that you slow down whether you want to or not.
Rainy days encourage you to appreciate the power of nature and the passing of time. Rearrange your “must-do’s” list and stop to savor the calm. Be grateful that you have this “excuse” to do less than you had planned, or less than you did yesterday. It’s okay to do less.
Rain makes a great soundtrack to journaling, meditation, yoga, reading or just sitting still. It amplifies the relaxation that comes with these activities and helps me be more aware of the present time. Even in late springtime, a cooler rainy day beckons me to dish up a warm grilled cheese with tomato soup, or bake some fresh bread. I haven’t done either of these things in years, but the reflex remains. That imagined contrast of warm and cool reminds me that I’m alive.
When I was a child, it seemed like it rained a lot more often. I enjoyed the rainy days at home back then too. Even though I was disappointed that I couldn’t go outside and play with my friends, I would pull out our spare sheets and build a tent town inside.
Spread one sheet over the card table, stretched onto the coffee table, maybe use some heavy books or clothespins to secure another sheet over the sofa, out toward the side table. Throw a few large pillows on the floor and maybe a box of Legos to play with inside my fort.
The entire living room was a mess of sheets, but my tent was an extra layer of protection against the elements that day. My own little safe space to claim for a few hours. A limited time offer that would expire when the clouds passed.
This morning I was awakened by a strong rain against our window a little early, and I didn’t even care. In fact, I was happy about it. I was able to lay in bed a few minutes and savor the sound. I began my day with a different mindset. I’m little more relaxed and a lot more aware of my alive-ness. I’m grateful that I have this day.
Rain reminds me to be grateful.
What is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day at home?
Did you make indoor forts as a kid?