And its what Navaho tradition would call a 'female rain.' Male rains being more boisterous and destructive. Female rain is gentle and slow, soaking in deeply, nourishing new and old growth alike.
Speaking of nourishment: Here is stage three of this deer painting about one's inner state, "The Apprentice." You've already seen Stage Two.
THREE PICTURES- Self Portraits: 1. A NEW WORK, JUST BEGUN; 2. YEMAN; 3. WONDERFUL MOMENTS
5ft x 4ft
Acrylic on Canvas- Just begun...
Smaller painting to the right commemorates an experience in Yeman: See NEPSIS FOUNDATION CYCLE I, Chapter Nine Page 103.
In some places, when one reached an august age, they withdrew from normal social affairs- to the mountain, forest or desert- to contemplate the Mystery of being. This is not 'mystery' as in 'something you don't know' or a 'murder mystery.' 'Mystery' in this sense is something onto itself and is both our destiny and the root of who and what we are. Pursue it as you like, but you might need to be familiar with its workings in the not too distant future. Peace