Water

For a while now, my son has been really into what he calls “hosing,” otherwise known as watering — the plants, the ground, the dog, anything at all. He would “hose” all day and night if we let him.

So, I’ve been wondering what it is about water that is so captivating? It’s calming. It’s meditative. I know I do my best thinking in the shower with the water running on me. I solve all of my problems, write really witty things…the only trouble is I can never seem to remember any of the these by the time I get out, dry off, and find a pen and paper. Why are we all drawn to the ocean? Find peace and perspective gazing out to sea, listening to the crashing waves? Or could sit for hours under a tree next to a running stream? Perhaps there is a familiarity in water.

“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.” — Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad

We are actually a little more than half water. Not surprisingly, babies and children are composed of the highest percentage of water. It is the primary building block of our cells. It is absolutely necessary to sustain life. May we connect to and live with the complete presence, power, and patience of the water within us.