Water is the soft, the mysterious feminine. Yielding and flowing Pushed and pulled, pushing and pulling. Formless, and assuming of all forms. Still and fast. Dangerous and glorious. Water carves mountains and smoothes stones. It holds and expels. Water nurtures life but subsumes creatures whole.
The water of the body is not unlike the water of the earth. The sustaining water of the womb cradles until it is time for a new life to come forth. Just as plant erupts from the darkness of the earth, vibrating with new life.
Respect for water is respect for life itself.
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