I Thirst. Sounds formal doesn’t it? But somehow more poignant than saying “I’m thirsty.” Sort of makes you stop and take notice. It’s the theme for this month’s newsletter – thirst, dehydration, hydration, rehydration. Water and what it means in our lives. It’s essential for life, of course. But how often do we actually step back and reflect on what it has to offer us?
We live in the driest state of Australia. Drought conditions always plague us. In the last year our rainfall has been even lower than usual. Keeping the garden hydrated means constant watering and expense. We pay for every drop we use. Stringent water restrictions a few years ago meant that lots of people stopped watering their gardens. Plants died. In this day and age when we need more green, not less, none of it made any sense to me. At least government regulations and restrictions are more sensible now. But there are still many people who simply cannot afford to keep their gardens watered.
So you can imagine my excitement the other night when I woke up to the sound of rain! Not just the pitter patter of a few drops either. Decent, heavy rain that lasted most of the night. And the next day and more. Woohoo!! Our parched garden got a good soaking. Hearing the cheerful chirruping of crickets was music to my ears. Watching birds joyfully flapping their wings as they splished and splashed, relishing the fun of a bath after the searing heat was fun. That was us in our yard.
For the state the Bureau of Meteorology issued severe weather warnings. We have gone from one extreme to another. Some suburbs experienced heavy flooding, power failures, property damage, felled trees.
Rehydrating, it seems, needs to happen carefully. Not all of a sudden in a mad downpour. Pouring massive amounts of water into a parched land is no good. It doesn’t soak in deep. It runs off in trickles, rivers and torrents of mud creating havoc as it goes. Washing away precious, nourishing top soil, destabilising roots. Pouring into buildings… destroying homes, streets, shops. Rivers break their banks. Animals are stranded and drowned. Devastation as catastrophic as the bushfires we’ve recently had.
Water. So important. Yet we live in a time when it is not readily shared. I find it a little disturbing that in this country (and presumably some others) we have to pay for it. That it has been deemed its use must be regulated, quotas established. That those living downstream get the contaminated dregs because upstream has been dammed. Why can we not share in peace and fairness! Greed and corruption have muddied our waters.
As is my way when penning my monthly newsletter, I look for angles on the theme that has emerged from the depths of my inner being. This month it is REHYDRATION – for Mind, Body and Soul. There’s a lot of stuff out there about this subject. My intention is not to regurgitate it. Or get into some sort of lecture mode. Instead, I invite you to come on a journey with me. As you look at the images do so from the perspective of I Thirst. I mean REALLY look at them – in detail. Allow them to speak to you. Tap into what arises for you as you do that. Ponder the words. What do they hold for you? What are you discovering about yourself?
Testing my faculties I found stealth
Of passive illness lurking in my health.
And though I saw the corridor stretch bare,
Dusty, and hard, I doubted it was there;
Doubted myself, what final evidence
Lay in perceptions or in common sense?
(The Nature of Action – Thom Gunn)
Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
(The Rime of the Ancient Mariner – Samuel Taylor Coleridge)
Your Mind ?
I can hear little clicks inside my dream.
Night drips its silver tap
down the back.
At 4 A.M. I wake. Thinking
(The Glass Essay – Ann Carson)
“Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey.”
(John O’Donohue – Anam Cara: A book of CelticWisdom)
“What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.”
(The World is Charged with the Grandeur of God― Gerard Manly Hopkins)
Let’s finish with a meditation.
(A wonderful way to deepen meditation is to use essential oils. Whats so good about meditating? is a post that provides information on meditation and ways of using essential oils.)
Find somewhere quiet where you will be undisturbed for half an hour or so. A space where you feel calm and peaceful. It may be a nook you have created at home, in the garden, by the seaside …Sit or lie in a comfortable position. Spine straight, arms and legs uncrossed. Take a few deep breaths. In through the nose. Hold briefly. Out through the mouth. With each successive breath, feel yourself becoming more and more relaxed .
Allow your intuition to guide your grounding to the Earth and connection to Source.
Imagine that you are deep inside a tropical rainforest. Wriggling your toes into the soft, damp, moss covered ground feels incredibly soothing. Its rich, earthy aroma wafts up as you breathe deeply. A gentle breeze rustles through the trees, caressing your skin. The tree top canopy casts shades of dark and light in playful patterns like shadow puppets dancing across the verdant growth. Sunlight peeks through the gaps picking out brilliant splashes of colour where exotic flowers bloom and nod. Tinkling bell bird trills add a layer of delicate sound to the tropical symphony of bird calls. All of your senses feel vibrantly alive.
A deep feeling of peace and contentment descends into your being. Right now, right here, all is well. There is just the Now Moment. Nothing else matters. Any distracting thoughts drifting into your consciousness leave with the gently blowing breeze. In the distance you can hear the sounds of running water. It beckons to you ‘come hither’. Slowly you start walking towards it, stopping along the way to admire the beauty that surrounds you. There is no rush.
The winding path leads you to a small flowing brook. Its gently sloping banks are dotted with large rocks covered in thick, luscious, velvety moss. You choose one right next to the brook. When you sit on it your feet dangle in the water. It is crystal clear. You can see the bottom of the river bed in magnificent detail. Smooth, round pebbles polished to perfection by aeons of rushing water are gathered in groups to gossip. Water reeds dance in rhythm to the water’s flow. Small fish quickly dart hither and thither nibbling juicy titbits. Beautiful dragonflies hover over the surface, their lace wings flashing rainbow colours. They skim and chase small insects, pausing now and then to rest amongst the clustered grasses along the bank.
The water feels cool and refreshing. As you splash your feet droplets of water fly up into the air. You catch them in your hands, laughing with the sheer joy and delight of it all. Releasing all the dross and unwanted clutter from your mind, body and soul into the brook through the soles of your feet seems the most natural thing in the world to do. You let go of all that no longer serves you, the old, the unwanted dross, the detritus from the nooks and crannies of your being are released and cleansed by the crystal clear water.
Take as much time as you wish in this spot. Enjoy the Grace and blessing that this place and time gift you. Know that you can return here as often as you wish. For now, it is time to return back. But before you leave, scoop some water into your hands and drink deeply. As much as you wish, for it rehydrates your mind, body and Soul. When you are replete, give thanks for the experience and opportunity to sojourn here.
Gently bring yourself back to your quiet space from whence you commenced this journey, bringing with you a renewed, refreshed and rehydrated Self.
For this meditation I would recommend using either Lavender (which is relaxing) or Orange (which is uplifting).
Please use only 100% pure therapeutic grade essential oils. Personally I prefer Young Living oils as I know I can trust that their seed to seal process ensures optimum quality – Buy some now
© Raili Tanska