Water moves us and moves within us. It can be rushing or soothing, resilient or absent, meandering or purposeful.   Immersing or watching water and its sources provoke emotion, a glimpse of memory and stories we have heard.  Memories are rescued, and remade.               Hearts are made to open.

 

“Water does not resist. Water flows.
When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress.
Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you.
But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it.
Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone.
Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water.
If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it.
Water does.”
 

– Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad