Several people have asked me about the name for the song, Calling The Rain.  I want to relate an experience that inspired this name and made me aware that consciousness can effect the weather.

When I first played Calling the Rain (which I hadn’t named yet) on a mesa in the desert surrounding Santa Fe, I played it to a small but lively thunderstorm hovering on the side of the Jemez mountains way off to the west.  I just loved the little storm and responded to its beauty and audacity by playing this song to it, from my heart.  As I played the music, the storm moved down the side of the mountain onto the plains between mountains and the mesa on which I was sitting. It seemed unusual to have a storm move down the mountainside, intact, and head out onto the plain.  As I continued to play and watch, the beautiful little storm continued to move across the plain in my direction, as though drawn by the music.  Given the magnitude of the desert and the seemingly infinite number of other possible directions it could take, I doubted it could actually do that and thought to myself that it would have to actually come to the mesa and rain on me to suggest it was responding to my playing.

Well, the little storm did come to the mesa and did rain on me.  I felt blessed that the storm that hardly covered more territory than the mesa had come all that way in response to my playing to it.  I was wet and happy and continued to play my flute in the rain thanking the storm for responding.

I subsequently played Calling The Rain many times while living in the desert, hoping to “call the rain” during droughts, dry spells and water shortages, which often occurred in the Santa Fe area.  It generally seemed to rain within a few days and felt that the rain magically responded to my call. How wonderful is that!