Water takes the path of least resistance. A tree, a leaf, a human, all possess a central artery to supply fluid to channels, veins.
We are cells, tissues, bone, blood – but mostly water. This world is our body and our body the world. The sky and sea are our minds. Clouds and waves, our thoughts.
A glimmer of clarity, a fresh clean insight, a burning brightness leaves me feeling as if I looked at the sun. And by “me”, I mean “you”, I mean all of us. I mean the place of stillness, the one we keep inside, a source of renewable energy waiting to be accessed, directed.
The world will simply go on being itself in all its change and sameness, and we must eventually go on, away from human reflection, through the gate that only opens from the inside, moving out of the field of linear time into the river of eternity, along the path of least resistance.
Spiritual beings, living in physical bodies, in a material world.