Water, Water Everywhere and Very Little Prayer

This is the lower of three sections of falling water just off the Thompson Creek trail, located on a tributary of the stream with the same name, during high water flow. Western North Carolina.

The struggle that I experienced moving through my health crisis 20 years ago, well that struggle pressurized my human experience to the extent that I reorganized, remembered and reestablished all my relationships. Not only my relationships with others in my life, but with myself, and with creation. I’m still refining this, too.

Every day that I emerged through the other side of the health crisis, was another day for my pain and grief to transform me into experiencing more joy. I had to endure a lot of grief…and it took years to feel the clouds part inside me…but I was determined to inhabit this body and this life experience.

One thing I realized as I moved through the aftermath of the health crisis is that there are many opportunities for prayer in a day. And, by the way, no religion owns my prayer…it is my prayer…our prayer…a living prayer…

To this day, I often end a mundane thing like a shower with a prayer… I will face the water and speak my prayer. I thank the water for cleansing me. I pray for the waters to be clean and vibrant again. I pray that we ‘civilized’ humans will understand how important water is…that we are 70% water like the Earth, itself. I pray that many modern humans will want to restore our sense of dignity so that we can reflect that dignity in how we care for things. I pray that the waters will be protected and sung to and rejoiced in, once again.

To me, water is ancient memory and emotion and expression in motion… It is powerful enough to destroy and it is absolutely essential for creating life. We are created in water in our mother’s womb…we are birthed from the maternal waters…

Every indigenous, traditional, or place-based culture acknowledges dieties that live in every single body of water around them. There are songs. There are myths. There are dances. There are rites. Many old, Southern Christian traditions still baptize in free-flowing, wild water.

Water is sacred.

This is my invitation. Any time you are around water…offer something… A prayer. A song. Even a pause and an acknowledgement. Even just a ‘thank you.’

See how this effects your life and how you feel.

4 thoughts on “Water, Water Everywhere and Very Little Prayer

  1. Thanks, Lindsay! I love this!!! 🩵🐦🙏 I’ve found myself doing the same thing these last couple of years as the world has gone crazier and crazier. I do thank the water and the trees and flowers and bees and our pets and kids and friends and family. I do say “God, please help us — things are just way too uneven here!” Having no money and all my wherewithal strained to the max helps I think to develop constant prayer all day long!

    xoxo

    • Good to hear from you, Barbara… Yes, with all the craziness in our world…I do feel that prayer is direct line to groundedness… The least we can do is be in dialogue with the things we care about. It’s good for the heart. And, if the heart is well…so many other things are…

  2. Thanks, Lindsay, for sharing this profound understanding of water and how our thoughts and intentions affect its very essence. Veda Austin’s work has provided visible evidence of what you’re expressing. I imagine with your wisdom that you’re already in tune with her work. For those who’d like to explore the consciousness of water further…
    vedaaustin.com

    • Hi there Allenda ~ thanks for commenting… I had not heard of Veda’s work. I looked her up and her work must spring from the work of Masaru Emoto of Japan… In 2004 he wrote a book about similar awareness and research of water. Important work. Water is life!

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