Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head

Previously Published in Kirby’s Pen

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Oh, the wisdom of parents. I truly believe that I have the best ones in the world because they always watch over me; they love me unconditionally, and they tell me that I can be whatever I want to be. I know I’ve pushed them past their comfort zone. I know that I’ve tested their patience, trust, and understanding more times than I can count, but in the end, they just love me and they understand that I have to be me.

As I find travel and guide myself through this universal plane, I am starting to admire them more and more. I see the struggles, the joys, the love, all in a whole new light. Now that I’m starting to think about a family and the next stages of my life, I am starting to appreciate how they have guided themselves as loving unity through their journey. With my parents anniversary taking place yesterday, I find myself reflecting upon the progression of life.

After a long conversation with my parents, my dad gave me some timeless advice. He told me that he thinks life is like a water droplet.

We are each a droplet.

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If you look through a water droplet at something else, then the other image is different. Sometimes it is bigger. Sometimes it is smaller. Other times it is wider, and it can be taller. Either way, the water droplet creates a barrier that skews the perception of whatever one gazes through the water droplet to see.

Dad said that we, as water droplets, skew our lives with this perception. I believe our perception is directly related to the state of our thoughts, minds, and hearts. Dr. Emoto’s experiments on water molecules and the molecule’s awareness of thoughts and emotions comes to mind. I would go into greater detail, but that is for another blog.

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My dad said that even though him and my mom have been married 32 years, it seems like a blink of an eye. Likewise, a droplet falls so fast. Even if it falls from the sky, it does not spend much time being a complete water droplet before it intersects with some other type of matter that causes the water droplet to break and burst. This idea made me kind of sad. Hearing that life goes so quickly only for us, as water droplets, to break, or as I saw it, die.

Yet, my wise father made the vision beautiful again when he explained how when that water droplet falls into a pool of water it burst open and creates a splash that echoes out and moves the rest of the water. In a similar way, our lives can make change upon the whole.

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The whole ocean of souls can be touched and moved and changed by the stasis of one water drop, by our one way of perceiving and doing over our life. So many of us have heard that our lives create ripples, and I think about how my parents getting together and having a family has created ripples that would have never existed before they came together to create a life. It is those ripples that go on long after we leave this plane of existence.

For me, my father’s analogy has inspired me to create ripples and a life that prolongs joy, grace, happiness, compassion, creativity, freedom, and love for eons to come. His analogy has also caused the song, “Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head” by B.J. Thomas to play over and over in mind. I looked up the lyrics and it seems to fit in perfectly with this blog post.

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying’s not for me
‘Cause I’m never gonna stop the rain by complaining
Because I’m free
Nothing’s worrying me

… It won’t be long till happiness steps up to greet me

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Happy days to you all!

2 thoughts on “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head

    1. Thank you for sharing! Yes, that is what this has allowed me to do. It helped me to understand how interpretations of reality could vary so much.


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