By
the time I got outside this morning the rain was mostly over. It
still fell from the edges of the cabin roof, and collected in small
pools on the deck. It occurred to me that the ripples in the tiny
puddles were the same as the ripples in the greatest oceans.
For
me, Rain is one of the most tangible reminders of the
interconnectedness of everything. The drop of Water that lands in my
hand came from some far distant place where it evaporated up into the
Sky after having landed there. And it landed there after traveling
from somewhere else. The cycle of up and down, Sky to Earth has been
repeated over and over again. In this way Water is always everywhere,
in a process of constant transformation connecting place, person, and
thing through its fluid motion.
Today,
I will be remembering the power and preciousness of Water as it
travels through me and past me on its continuous journey of
connection.
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