As I look out at the horizon, I see waves that were once familiar replaced by new ones. As much as I might want to find the old waves again, I can’t recover something taken by the tide. And yet, I saw something interesting the other day when I read that ‘water has a perfect memory’.

I’ve also read that more than half of the human body is made up of water, and this is fascinating. Every day somewhere there is a new discussion about whether our lives are held by our own hands, or in a destiny somewhere beyond our control, but perhaps it’s like water and the human body.

No matter what I might call water, my body knows that it needs water to live, to refresh itself, and to nourish other life. In turn, whether I view water as a resource given to me by the universe or as a gift from God, the simple and daily physical act of refilling my body with water is itself the purest form of honoring the life-force.

In this same sense, whether the world looks like a broken conglomerate of water and land, or whether it looks like a perfect sphere in the midst of a dark galaxy, the world is still just being, and sometimes being is just enough. I can’t change how the tide treats me, but I can flow with the tide, and this is where the magic lies.

It’s only when I let go that I find myself let in by the world which I struggle so much to understand. When I just walk into the water, my life reconnects with the originality of everything, and it is a brilliant waterfall through time and space. Everything is there.

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