Dancing in the Clouds

Cloudsss....

Remember as a kid you would lie down outside and stare at the clouds? If you watched long enough, you would see the direction it was flowing and the different shapes it was forming. Eventually, those shapes would look familiar turning into animals, objects, even people. That was our minds at its best, no harm in imagination, creativity, or thoughts. 

I have always been fascinated with clouds, in awe when on an airplane and flying above billows of clouds.  I think this was what heaven was all about, it's beautiful. I expect to catch angels flying around eventually.  Clouds are moods to me, almost lyrical in a sense. An orchestra that changes along with the feelings and emotions.  Dark and stormy, bright and reflective. Oh, those times when the sun peeks through and makes rays of lights are gems to me. At times clouds are my moods for me, like a sponge absorbing what I didn't want to feel until they soak up so much it must rain and release.  As you get older there are more rules, you have to be more careful of what you say, act, and wish for.  We are conditioned as we mature what is offensive, politically correct, and impolite. How we go about our ways with following these rules obviously are different. 

On a clear day with not a cloud in sight I would search for even just a tiny sprout somewhere.  If you are not familiar with the Mexican worry dolls, each doll represents a day of the week where you would put your worries to them and tuck them in a box, to make what concerned you go away because they did the worrying for you. Clouds were and still are in a sense, my worry dolls.  Sounds a bit odd and poetic but that's the kind of person I am. 

I confine myself often not for fear of judgement of others but more so the fear of being misjudged or misunderstood. I am strong-minded, opinionated with an open mind, be the first to rush to aid someone if I am there, and always up to learning a new thing about myself or others. What life throws at me, I am ready to bat or catch, I may strike out a few times til I get it right. But as long as I can see the the little cloud up there, even if I have to look at one on the internet or phone, I know it will be all right. What calms you? If you haven't found it yet, I will lend you my clouds.