I texted Hannah, student organizer extraordainaire, at 8AM on the morning of our Sewanee Inner Beauty events:
Soggy. Some possibles: 1. Daytime indoors today 2. Postpone daytime till tomorrow 3. Get wet and sing. With a list like that, who wouldn't choose to get wet and sing? So we set up under a couple of big trees, which kept us surprisingly sheltered for a long time. I gave students from the Health and Wellness House some simple Inner Beauty instructions, and they were off, brilliantly, leading other brave souls in Free/Not-Free, Passports, and other Treatments.
Around 1PM, the rain got way harder than anything the trees could shelter us from, and everyone scattered. I dove into one of the Safety Tents the students had providentially set up, and zipped in. There I was: former Professor Lady, barefoot in a puddly tent outside the library of the college where I'd once taught. Tell me again about the choices that led here? Much more interestingly: there I was, safe and dry in the heart of a storm, listening to rain bounce off a tent provided by the kindness of a newly-met community of young people. I chose to be with abundance, rather than lack.
Once the heaviest phase of the rain subsided, Hannah & I emerged from our tents, and abandoned our now-drenched labors in favor of lunch, coffee, and conversation. It was good to have spent the morning making a space for wild daring in the rain, and good also to get in out of the rain.
Julie Püttgen is an artist, expressive arts therapist, and meditation teacher.
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