Wander project Annapolis (and peering beneath the deep blue sea)

Water, as far as the eye can see. There is so much of it, but we have to protect it all the time. The ocean is more than the cradle of life. It is refreshing, replenishing and nurturing the soul of Mother Earth. Most of the earth’s oxygen that doesn’t come from the rainforests around the equator comes from the Ocean. The fish and mammals that live in the sea provide humans with food and wonder. Who, I still seek them every time I go out, doesn’t smile when they see a dolphin. Our cousins of the water whose grace in the water is only matched by the twinkle in their eyes. It is a piece of us, the sea. Take the liquid out of your body, and you can compare that liquid to the primordial sea that we once wandered from.

So today we wander across the surface. Wondering always what lies beneath? The last great frontier, other than the exploration of space lives beneath us in the deep blue sea. Be it fresh, salt or the brackish water at the edges of a mangrove swamp water is amazing. You can skim the surface. You can dive deep beneath it (take your cellular device out of your pocket first). The water lies beneath us revealing everything and nothing. Like the ripples we create as we throw a suite into a pond, spreading outward. Each ripple represents everything and nothing, everything in that all the water moves with the ripple. Nothing in that once the ripple expands outward enough, it becomes part of the water again.

Waving poetic today, thinking about the reality of water around us. It falls from the sky. Plants grow because of the water. Humans live because of the water. It is both what we see, and what we need. I find peace on the water. The very peace of knowing that the water is all around. In the water, around the water, and of the water everything becomes a part of us. We are the water. Its placid surface reflecting our views, but sometimes, refracting that view to present something a little different, a little bit less of what we are, and more what we could be, or worse what we once were. It is the looking glass that Alice peered to, and then through. For water is the mirror y9ou can enter. But enter at your own risk!