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I offer you this water for your consciousness to drink its knowing, that like water your spirit has been for always and will be forever.  Your energy flows like water through time and space, and as you read this it is only but one small drop in the never ending vastness of a universal ocean.

There is no beginning or end to water, there is only change, a continuing cycle of metamorphous, but it will always be water and will remain so.

After the rain, clouds may have disappeared from the sky, but the water is still with us, it is just in a different form and will continue to change over time until one day it may become a cloud once again.  It cannot be destroyed or eliminated, we may not always see with our eyes the form that it takes, but it is there, it has not gone away and eventually it will reemerge to become something we can see, touch, smell and taste once again; and the cycle continues.

I offer this water to the garden of your consciousness, the soil is watered and the bucket becomes empty.  As water seeps below the surface deep into the earth it has not gone, it has just moved to a different place.

In time new shoots show themselves in your garden, flowers pulsing with water grow and thrive if only for a season, then wither.  Petals may fall, steams may break, and water evaporates into vapor on its continuing journey.

My bucket is empty, my flowers are dead – celebrate – it looks like rain.

I offer these oceans for your consciousness to swim within, greater than any land mass, deeper than the highest mountain.  Dive into a world within a world that cannot be fully seen, but it is as real as the Great Pyramids of Egypt.  Lighten its depths and all will be revealed.

Bathe in these waters and hydrate your body and mind in the knowing that the water will enter you and you will become fluid.

Water and energy is more than half of your body, the remainder is impermanent, swim into the deep blue and discover what lies beneath its surface. 

I offer this river for your consciousness to sail, from a small stream into the mighty oceans.  Water is your road and water is you, if the rivers flow becomes sluggish at times, pick up a paddle.

The river is water, the water is energy, it may flow fast or slow, but always in a never ending direction; from stream to stream, river to river, sea to sea, ocean to ocean.

Lost in the vastness of becalmed seas, water will evaporate to cloud that will shed its rain drops over mountain tops, droplets on stone will gather to form a stream moving onwards to the river; where your boat is waiting.

Water is you, water is your spirit, take comfort and rejoice in its everlasting power.

I offer your consciousness this cup of water, drink and allow it to refresh and sustain.  This water will enter you and become you in its everlasting cycle. 

Water flows throughout, penetrating every part of your being, mixing and merging to become one.  Water is you, you are Water.

Like clouds release rain drops you will pass water through your being and from your body it will continue its journey.  Water enters a system to be purified and reformed, moved and transported to return.  Nothing lost, Nothing wasted, it cannot be eliminated, although it may take many different paths that cannot be seen.   

Your cup is refilled; drink in the knowing that it will be forever. I offer your consciousness Mist, to grasp its seemingly intangible form.  You can reach out and touch, but impossible to hold.   Breath and it will become part of you.

Unconfined by boundaries it will integrate, move and change; know that it will always be water, energy and spirit.  Chasing the Mist is fruitless, allow it to be and except that it will be with you, like vapor touching glass it will condense into water for you to drink.

Take joy in its dance as it is forever, even that in a single moment it may vanish, it will not have gone.  Lie down in the grass and feel its moisture against your cheek.

I offer your consciousness the stillness of a Lake, the waters reflecting all that can be seen, below many unknowns that will not be discovered until the surface is truly understood.

Throwing pebbles to break the surface to see deep below will only create ripples, eventually ceasing at the water’s edge.

Breath deep the stillness, drink deep the waters, see yourself deep in its reflection.  

I offer a snowflake to your consciousness, a gift that will last an eternity, but dissolves in seconds.

Wetness on the palm of your hand where the snowflake once fell, absorbed into your body and breathed out into air.  Your rising vapor formed into clouds will gather and freeze, shedding snowflakes once more.

Hold open your hand, the beauty touches you and dissolves, absorbed into your body and breathed out into air.  Your rising vapor formed into clouds will gather and freeze.

You offer a snowflake to my consciousness, a gift that will last an eternity, but dissolves in seconds.

Always keep your hand open wide to receive forever, and let the beautiful journey continue from one to another.

I offer your consciousness Ice, not to chill, but to warm your understanding.

From a microscopic particle of water it becoming a magnificent iceberg, all parts are the same, all can become each other, all never nothing, and all are forever.  The transformation may seem slow between water vapor to ice – ice to vapor, but time has little importance when part of an everlasting cycle.  No end – No beginnings - just the natural reality of a moment.

The physical body continues to reform over seven year periods throughout life, a seamless smooth evolution that always retains its true being.  Never a leap from one to another but beautifully interlocking; like patterns that move through the turning of a kaleidoscope, many shapes, many colours, all coming from a single source.

Your spirit is fluid; your body is ice, solid and tangible within a brief season of eternity.  With the thaw, ice will vanish, but the flowing waters will continue to flow, know this and be warmed. 

I offer your consciousness as a fish, swimming within a bowl, happy and content in its surroundings, water all around flowing in and flowing out.  I tip your bowl into a stream.

Your horizons will expand from bowl to stream, stream to river, river to ocean on a continuous circumnavigation of worlds beyond.   Familiar is the water, but now with great depths, length and width; embrace and discover.

This is no unknown adventure the way ahead, this has been with you forever, like the changing of tides, rising and falling, and will remain that way so.  The moon has now risen and the tide is on the turn.

Accept and be in the knowing that the current will take you forward: no need to swim, no need to paddle, no need to set sail when you are already homeward bound.  Just allow your bowl to be tipped.

I offer your consciousness this rainbow, water in full colour, brought to life by light.

Consider; light without water – water without light - impossible, the two are inextricably link to produce this combined expression of joy, love and hope.

Within a blink of an eye the image will disappear, but has not gone, there will always be water, there will always be light; the possibilities are endless.  Just adjust your position, look over your shoulder – rainbows are everywhere.

You are water - you are light, express yourself with joy, love and hope in full colour.

I offer your consciousness twelve bridges, each one spanning the never-ending meandering river that flows through, in and around all and everything.

There is no first, there is no last, each will lead to the next; it is not without effort and difficulties that these bridges will be crossed and many times you will return to cross them yet again.

If searching for direction, stand on a bridge in silence and watch the waters flowing below, and know your path.  However complex the waters may be, with many shades of colour and reflections that seemingly confuse; there is simplicity in its understanding –spit- into the water to discover.

In time your bridges will decay and collapse, into the river you will fall.  You will be immersed and merged within liquid, returning to the place of commencement to continue your journey in the complete oneness of water.

Chris Page

November 2007