60% of us, 90% of plants, & 70% of the earth is



Liquid Meditation

In 1929, a pioneer of film and photography, the American Ralph Steiner (1899-1986), began his film career with an ode to water. H20 (1929). The eternal validity of its protagonist, its early creation, and the eperimental frankness of the narrative make this short film something close to a relic. Above all, it’s a perennial invitation to establish a communion with water and thus, to add ourselves to its primary flow. (faena.com)





water is the most extraordinary substance! practically all its properties are anomalous, which enabled life to use it as building material for its machinery. life is water dancing to the tune of solids.

(Albert Szent-Gyorgyi)

Water is the universal solvent: enabling it to act as a medium in which cellular processes can occur.
Water has high melting and boiling points : enabling it to remain liquid at room temperature.
Water expands upon freezing: allowing it to float on water – insulating and protecting lakes, rivers, and oceans from freezing solid.
Water possesses extraordinary thermal properties:  essential in maintaining a stable global climate, protecting cells from heat damage, and maintaining the water cycle.

these magical characteristics of water are critical to the ongoing survival of life on earth.

(Dr. John Millan, Ken Klos, and Dr. Iain D. Sommerville from reasons.org)



A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable. (William Wordsworth)
In a 100-year period, a water molecule spends 98 years in the ocean, 20 months as ice, 2 weeks in lakes and rivers, and less than a week in the atmosphere. This water cycle connects us all. Bodies of water flow seamlessly through all of us and everything.  And maintain almost all of life on earth.


















water oneness means different things to different people….

I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human veins.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy
bosom turn all golden in the sunset.

I’ve known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

Langston Hughes, The Negro Speaks of Rivers, 1921