I love visualizing Spirit as water. The rich symbolism never fails to make apparent a new way Spirit flows in and through my life and the world around me. If only I am aware.
Here of late, there’s been a little too much water for my taste. A mysterious leak somewhere resulted in an extravagant water bill, creeping up at first then holding steady at outrageous for a couple of months till we had to call in the professional. A couple of little holes spewing out 600 gallons a day, average. Plumbers are not cheap and for good reason, but they’re not always covered by insurance. Our loss.
Another mysterious appearance of water damage in our master bath. Definitely mold. Not definitely covered by insurance. We’ll probably fix it with some elbow grease, removal of sheetrock and some Kilz. Hopefully the water will not reappear, and the mold, too.
Then there’s the flash flooding at the Albert Pike rec area in the southwest part of the state. I don’t know these people any more than I knew the victims in Haiti. For some reason, though, the cries in the night leave a vivid impression. Maybe it’s the water. Maybe it’s the vulnerable image of people surrounded by the sheer force of nature, not just in water but by the trees and hills. Maybe it’s because that could have been my family out having a good time just getting away. Maybe it’s the reality of the fact that no one deserves that, to watch a child or family member swept away. The reality is that this happens often. Helplessness is part of our suffering, isn’t it?
A friend and I decided to pick back up a book that we put down for a while. Thinking about the title, Finding Water, I said, “The last thing I want to do right now is find more water!”
So it seems to be that there’s too much water in my life right now. I’m definitely not in the desert; I feel like I could be swept away. The resources around me aren’t being used the most efficiently, and while there seems to be waste, there also seems to be not enough of the right things. We’re not a family that usually has $1,000 extra laying around (though every family should be!).
I take it as a directive to find how the water flows in my life, where Spirit is moving, and how efficiently I’m channeling this flow. There is much here, and when given obvious opportunities, I feel like I’m channeling well. It’s the every-moment opportunities I’m likely to miss. It’s the things that are harder to do that I feel resistant to — like putting a book together, making pottery, sewing clothes, etc. We all have gifts that we don’t fully tap into for risk of . . . succeeding? being held responsible? fear of failure? (insert your own hold-up here)?
I pray that none of us get overwhelmed by an abundance of Spirit. May we all be so blessed, and may we all be granted the wisdom of how best to participate in the creation of our world, channeling the flow so well that it appears effortless. I won’t always understand why things happen the way they do. I won’t always be able to get out of my selfhood. But I trust that my faith will help keep me afloat or at least help pull me back to the surface.