Feel the Rain on Your Skin

He was a medical doctor and spent his time examining well-off business people for insurance purposes. He was proud of his prior career and the fact that he had managed to send his two boys to MIT. He gave me many a tip of what I had to do to send our boys to Harvard - they are 8 and 6 mind you, but according to him you can't start too early! When we talked a little about his job and his ambitions he said that he was now "over the hill". So he considered himself in semi- retirement while still making a little money on the side in his current job.

For some reason I thought back to this conversation when I heard "Feel the rain on your skin" by Natasha Bedingfield on the radio. There is only one state of enlightenment and that is to be captured by the moment very much like Natasha is in her song. You have to be willing to stare into the abyss, have to be captured by the incredible beauty of the Now to be enlightened. You can do that all your life. Age is nothing but a reflection of your mind. So please stay hungry dear friend.

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Natasha Bedingfield