Rainy day musings

Over a year without a blog post!  If only I had more time.  And yet, in the time before the taking of a toast and tea, there is time yet for a hundred indecisions, and for a hundred visions and revisions.

It's raining today. It was raining yesterday, too.  We need rain, so it is good that it is raining.  However we need sun, too.  We need both the sun and the rain.  Yesterday we had both at the same time.  I was driving with my wife on Guerrero Street, and it was raining, but we could see sunshine ahead, and then we saw a rainbow.  It was faint at first, and then it began to intensify.  It grew into a full arch rainbow. And then it became a double rainbow.  It was beautiful, and I wished it would last all day, but it was gone within a few minutes.

As George Harrison said (or titled his album), all things must pass.  It's not easy to accept that good things must come to an end, but if bad things must come to an end as well, then that's some consolation.  I don't like the idea that I am going to die some day.  I probably waste too much time thinking on this inevitability.  It does not engender happy thoughts for me.  I don't believe in an afterlife, but I have a hard time accepting that I will simply cease to exist.  What could that moment be like when one passes from life into death?  It can't quite be like going to sleep, because in sleep we dream.  But in death, what dreams may come?  There's the rub.  I don't believe any dreams will come.  I recently read Roger Ebert's memoirs, and I like how he thinks of death.  He believes we simply return to the same state of existence as before we were born, and he was content with that.  I find some comfort in thinking of it that way, too.