You’ve heard these expressions:

“When life gives you lemons make lemonade.”

“Make hay while the sun shines.”

So what do you do when it rains?

I am on a personal retreat (Sept 24 – Oct 1) in Kuala Lumpur. Read my previous posts about why I am on one, why I cried coming up from Singapore, and what’s in my grocery bag!

It’s been raining everyday since I got here so I decided to take it as a sign: Maybe I am meant to dance in the rain?

Immediately, I caught myself going through the inner dialogue we often find ourselves making when we are trying to persuade ourselves not to something:

Who cares about your rain dance?

You might catch a cold.

You’d just look stupid.

Your friends are just going to roll their eyes and think: There she goes again!

Finally, I quietened all those voices: What would I do if I didn’t care about being silly?… I would do it!

I decided that if it rained again for the reminder of my trip… I’d do a rain dance.

It’d make me happy.

It’d remind me of when I was child.

All of a sudden, it all came back to me with a start!

When I was a little girl… I loved the rain.

I would leave my umbrella at home hoping it’d rain, so that’d be my excuse walking in the rain from school home: I forgot my umbrella.

I liked how the rain would hit the top of my head first, roll down my hair, face, cheeks, and how my clothes, socks, then shoes would be completely soaked and soggy.

I felt one with nature, and it felt great!

But my mom would worry:

“You’d catch a cold (which I may have had, but don’t remember)!”

“You’d be struck by lightning!”

“Now I have to rewash your clothes and it’s only mid-week…. (blah, blah, blah).”

I stopped because I was tired of her nagging or being responsible for her worrying.

I told myself that when I grew up, I would be free to play in the rain whenever I wanted and nobody could stop me!

Then I hit puberty.

And it wasn’t so fun anymore.

The rain would soak through my bra, and the outline of my undergarments would be even more obvious. I didn’t want any boys staring at my breasts, and I certainly didn’t want to be teased, draw attention to myself, or risk being told I provoked molestation if it happened.

And then it happened…. It rained again this afternoon on September 26!

I found myself running to change into a dress I didn’t mind get wet in, reapply my lipstick, turn on the music and then… camera roll!

Martha’s Rain Dance

Updated on Sept 29

Watch the full version of my Rain Dance here!

Check out my other video doing an Ecstatic Dance. Also,  read my previous posts about why I am on a personal retreat, why I cried coming up from Singapore, and what’s in my grocery bag!

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Dr. Martha Tara Lee is Founder and Clinical Sexologist of Eros Coaching. She is a certified sexologist with a Doctorate in Human Sexuality. She provides sexuality and relationship coaching for individuals and couples, conducts sexual education workshops and speaks at public events. She is the author of the book Love, Sex and Everything In-Between, and the host of the weekly radio show Eros Evolution on OMTimes Radio. For more, visit www.ErosCoaching.com or email info@eroscoaching.com.