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My View Upon Emerging from My Chrysalis
Finding FLOE Part 21
The river is such a picture of abundance. Buckets of water constantly flowing past, disappearing into the distance, and yet fresh water is ever present here and now.
There is so much more beyond what I can see here sitting on the banks. Life below the surface right in front of me. A whole city of people downstream. And the source somewhere beyond those distant hills.
Here it is peaceful.
The river is all mine, filling me with life without me draining anything from its abundance. Its simple existence draws a whole ecosystem to itself, producing life and magnifying the beauty of everything that comes near. Even the whole expansive sky is doubled by the surface of the water.
Whatever it touches grows, from slippery algae to the tallest tree, and everyone who enters becomes clean.
Its influence is vast, reaching far beyond this present moment. Gentle, letting a hand pass right through it, yet powerful enough to pass through stone. Healing to a bruised reed, yet relentless in its destruction of fake barriers.
Many look at the river as a dividing line, but is it really? For it draws creatures of every kind and bridge-builders find their home on its banks.
It is a road, a path inviting you to choose to use its push to propel you away or bring you to your next destination.
Perhaps in finding flow you will even discover your destiny.
Begin the journey toward finding FLOE with part one.
