Water. A compound. A necessity. A significant part of chemistry, yet so insightfully cleansing. What is it about water? That yearn and need we get for it when our mouths are dry. Why is that once we start to desperately drink from that cup or bottle holding this simple coumpound we exhale deeply and feel relief? Why is it that it's capable of washing away dirt, grime, blemishes, blood, almost anything? Why is it that, for the most part, many of us like to stand under it because it feels so good? Is it it's warmth? Or it's cooling effect? I don't think I'll ever know, but there's something about this compound that makes me feel...just feel. For a second, everything washes away. All those intangible things. For a good second, I exhale to the point where I feel I'm truly breathing again. Water.
I've noticed that many people do admit they love standing under a water source, whether it be the shower, a cascade, a trickle from a hose. Maybe it's because for a second we feel rejuvenated.
Has there ever been a case in your life where you wish that you could stand under your showerhead and believe that once you were done your problem or pain would be gone? I know that feeling. I know what it is to want something to be over and done with, that time isn't passing fast enough to heal you. Time passes. It does. But at that time, it just trods along. And when I stand under my showerhead, the trodding stops. It's as if I'm controlling time. It's as if my thoughts are prefectly organized and are running on my time. The world disappears. Time becomes mine. We wish so much sometimes that time was ours. It's either going by too fast or too slow. Never at the right pace. We have our highs and we feel "time is on our side"; we feel invincible. But for the most part we wonder...why is time this way? Why is time an extremist? Why is time too fast? Why is too slow? Until...we feel water. This liquid, that as natural humans we feel that it cleanses. It washes away these preoccupations. It's something that can truly relax us. It slows down our body when we're overactive, giving it a break.
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Feeling water, feeling its effects, feeling what it does is really just so powerful because our senses are so acute at those moments. The moments when we concentrate on ourself, on our well being, our senses are heightened. Just like when you truly concentrate, at least for myself, you hear everything. You feel it all. Our senses give us breaks yet they add to our burdens. Sometimes noise kills us, a touch burns us, and the fact having to pull through it pains our heart.
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Our senses. We live through life taking them for granted, not realizing they have shaped us. We go on through life hearing good news, watching tragedy, and feeling at your highest when everything is at its lowest, giving us a bittersweet emotion. In the eyes of those old and wise, you see how years have shaped them, how pain has consumed their feeble bodies, how accomplishments and their times of being well have given them a perfect smile. And their hearts...they have been the strongest of all, enduring life.
