Take a leap of faith
“Young girls
shouldn’t play in the rain” she hears a should-be-respected-and-listened-to
elder say somewhere in distance.
“It’s unladylike”.
The girl becomes
hesitant for a second, and so drops both arms to her side and lifts her pale
face to the skies above, watching the trembling water pellets descend from the
clouds. When is the last time she had felt the naked rain run down her skin?
She can’t remember. The drenched figure turns to face nowhere in particular, a
smile now adorning her cheeks. She steps forward and begins walking for once in
her life to an undecided destination. Gradually, a nimble walk turns into a joyous
run, flailing arms and ringing laughter. And then she does it. Surrounded by
showers of waters, she takes a mighty jump into the air. A leap of faith. Her
face beams with emotion, she’s never before felt so alive. She doesn’t care
anymore. She’s free.
I hope I’m not the
only one that relates certain phrases or words with images and thoughts of my
own? Can anyone else relate? In some ways, I envy my imagined girl greatly. I
adore heavy rain, and normally try not to
find shelter when I encounter it. I can imagine the earth-with-rainwater aroma
of her surroundings, the gentle erupting pitter-patter of the rain, the
sensation of cool droplets on bare skin. I’m envious of her glorious encounter
with such a simple trait of nature. I also envy the girl for her bravery, and
in many ways have been trying to be like her for some time now. I’ve always
been told to follow the crowd, fit in and jump on the bandwagon. I’ve always
been absolutely terrified of trying new things, of independently venturing out
and trying new things, such as starting this blog, for example. Lately, I’ve
been trying to change that. In so many aspects of my life, I’m bounding into
the unknown and pushing myself into new things. I’m taking a leap of faith. I
love familiarity and permanency and security. I hate change. I’m trying to
change all that, and stories/accounts of my attempts, successes and failures
are sure to follow, so watch this space! J And for anyone reading this that’s
like me, I encourage you to do the same. Go on, scare yourself! You’ll thank me
later.
Xo, Ziona
