welcome, welcome to day 51 of a season of peace and to the eve of World water day…. although tomorrow we celebrate day of honoring and blessing water, everyday is truly a blessing water day, water is the innernet connecting us all, the more blessings of peace, love and harmony we pour into water, the more peaceful, loving and harmonious life is… thousandfold thanks for our joining hands across the cosmos in sacred honoring… thousandfold thanks, water, for giving us life and blessing our earth walks… standing before you, we re-member we are water, we are the ocean in a drop… may our one heart be purified more than ever before for the benefit of all as we drink you into our being and as water reciprocates in the next breath by blessing us and generously bestowing pure water spirits throughout the web of life… water is a mirror for us as well as perfectly mirroring us… water responds in perfect harmony to the messages we send; the more beautiful our transmission, the more beautifully water creates all that is..
In Praise of Water
Let us bless the grace of water:
The imagination of the primeval ocean
Where the first forms of life stirred
And emerged to dress the vacant earth
With warm quilts of color.The well whose liquid root worked
Through the long night of clay,
Trusting ahead of itself openings
That would yet yield to its yearning
Until at last it arises in the desire of light
To discover the pure quiver of itself
Flowing crystal clear and free
Through delighted emptiness.The courage of a river to continue belief
In the slow fall of ground,
Always falling farther
Toward the unseen ocean.The river does what words would love,
Keeping its appearance
By insisting on disappearance;
Its only life surrendered
To the event of pilgrimage,
Carrying the origin to the end.Seldom pushing or straining,
Keeping itself to itself
Everywhere all along its flow…Let us bless the humility of water,
Always willing to take the shape
Of whatever otherness holds it,The buoyancy of water
Stronger than the deadening,
Downward drag of gravity,
The innocence of water,
Flowing forth, without thought
Of what awaits it,
The refreshment of water,
Dissolving the crystals of thirst.Water: voice of grief,
Cry of love,
In the flowing tear.Water: vehicle and idiom
Of all the inner voyaging
That keeps us alive.Blessed be water,
Our first mother.we are all rainclouds…
mni wiconi
water is life
blessed be!
