And the solution is: rain.
She runs in rain.

I was in the middle of a symbolic purging until I realized I was in one.

Christian sacraments are essentially symbols that are so ordinary to human life- washing, eating, marriage, death. The divine latches on to the simple act of washing, and gives the act a deeper meaning. Christians believe that the simple act of eating the Eucharist symbolize something of a regular acceptance of Christ into our lives.

The commonplace symbol of today, which is not so commonplace in my life, is cleaning the bathroom.
My mother's bathroom.

I was angry, at so many things, and not just the empty bottles of shampoo which I threw out with a vengeance. There were no divine infusings; my point is this: that it was a symbol. The act came to mean a scrubbing away of this family's scum, this resignation to brokeness.

Elbow deep in soapsuds, the answer came to me when it was farthest from my mind.

The solution is: rain.
She runs in rain.


If I had plurk or twitter, I'd say this: When dirt sticks too long, it stains.