We were made to enjoy music, to enjoy beautiful sunsets, to enjoy looking at the billows of the sea . . . Human beings are actually created for the transcendent, for the sublime, for the beautiful, for the truthful . . . and all of us are given the task of trying to make this world a little more hospitable to these beautiful things. ~ Desmond Tutu
What is it about water that we are so drawn to? Why do we crowd beaches on summer holidays? Why do we gasp at the site of a waterfall? What makes a stoney creek so appealing?
So extravagant is Nature with her choicest treasures, spending plant beauty as she spends sunshine, pouring it forth into land and sea, garden and desert. And so the beauty of lilies falls on angels and men, bears and squirrels, wolves and sheep . . . ~ John Muir
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Many have written about water through the ages, including poets, authors, artists, explorers, statesmen, philosophers, and spiritual leaders. They’ve addressed water as our source, as the driving force in nature, and as a metaphor for the whole of humanity.
Water is the softest of all things, yet it is the most powerful. ~ Wayne Dyer
Some of my fondest childhood memories involve water. As a small girl, I remember digging for worms in the rich black soil of my grandmother’s back yard. We would then walk together down a rocky dirty road to the pond, carrying our freshly-dug bait and fishing poles made from sugar cane stalks. I don’t recall ever catching any fish, but I will never forget watching the big green dragon flies lighting on the red and white bobs, and being transfixed by the ever-expanding water ripples created when we would cast. We spent a lot of time at that little pond, and the sight of it now takes me back to a sweeter world.
The majority of our family vacations were on water, as well. We would load up the car and drive to the panhandle or Crystal River on Florida’s west coast. We swam, sunbathed, and went deep sea fishing. It was always the highlight of the year.
What memories of water do you have? Do you have a special beach, river, or lake that you return to again and again?
Don’t sit and wait. Get out there, feel life. Touch the sun, and immerse in the sea. ~ Rumi
Blessings for the Love of Water,