Water arrives in abundance these days, to convey a strong point. There is an abundance of water floating, freezing, thawing, fogging and then freezing again. I hear that other parts of the world are floating in similar unexpected bounteous (copious) amounts of water. So, as I mentioned, it seems, water is systematically working to convey a strong clear message. What might it be? and are we hearing it?

After a very cold winter, a large snow storm arrived a few weeks ago, covering us all, from northern maritimes to mid-atlantic in one contiguous crystaline thick blanket of water. Some parts of the eastern shore received more than authorities knew what to do with. The snowflakes swept across the land in an awe-inspiring sweep of a storm.

Just as the storm started, I took a picture, seen above, of the first few flakes of snow. Perfect paragons of frozen crystals. The snow fell all day and night in eddies of these tiny snowflakes. I wondered how could these microscopic crystals ever accumulate enough to bring dunes of water to us all? It seems like pure elemental magic. I felt awe watching one storm cover such a vast expanse, as well as so many individuals. There are a few things that bind us together as much as a snowstorm. According to the tea bag that I am synchronistically drinking this very moment, William Shakespeare wrote - "one touch of nature, makes the whole world kin." And that seems to me, to be the message.

We are one family - The gentle and not so gentle element of water is touching each one of us across many timelines and boundaries, communicating a message of connection. One field of light and water, embracing us all. The touch I feel on my stocking feet is contiguously connected to the water beneath all life in this sweep of land. The water I touch, blessed the feet of both a wandering mystic and the mother waiting at the bus-stop alike. This frozen water crowds the streets of metropolis and blankets the mountains. The same message embraces us all, kissing our skin, passing with whispered conversation the magic of a melting snowflake.

Now, the snow rests on the earth like a protective holder. We walk, skate or simply slide along on one immense puddle of frozen water.

And when this frozen water melts, which she is beginning to do, she will flood our feet once more as she moves downhill, in a rushing wave to meet the ocean once more. Rushing to join the larger field of water there. While there, she brings her wisdom, touch and blessings to the inhabitants of the water. She will brush along the boat of my brother and sister; she will sing with the whales who have recently calved; she will reflect the clouds to the expansive sky. We are all connected by this one river winding element of water who whispers to us - so let's be still and listen. Let's quiet our busy minds and hands to hear the meanings given to each of. Listen between the known, to the unknown places of stillness, and hear the love, and magic. What messages do you hear today?

There is a little puddle today outside my door from the warm early Spring sun. That water glistens in the sun, broadcasting its living intelligence to the stars above, carrying the intelligence of life, transforming all.

So, I say, if this snow, touches so many, earthlings and star beings alike, than I wish to bless the abundance of this water that it may carry my good wishes to all, bringing all to perfect union, carrying my wishes of good health, wellness and peace.

Thank you for beauty, for slowing me down to see, for nourishing the forest and gardens to be, for bringing blessings and kindness, on a stream of light, and wonder.

Bless you dear water, thank you for arriving right on time. Bless you as you travel to your next destination, and bless all you touch, now, and in the days to come.

Drift on, flow on. Carry on.

So much love.