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Liquid Consciousness: Water

  • Feb 23, 2022
  • 2 min read

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Water is more than just water. It’s consciousness in liquid form. It’s an intelligence, a recorder, a transmitter. Every drop holds the blueprint of life.


It holds memory of all that is and all that ever was .. It carries energy. It responds to intention. Dr. Masaru Emoto’s research showed that water remembers words, emotions, and even frequencies ... freezing into intricate crystalline forms when exposed to love and gratitude yet fracturing into chaos when met with hate.


Water adapts, it remembers, it takes the shape of whatever holds it. It moves through cycles ... evaporation, condensation, rain ... just like consciousness cycles through different forms of awareness. Water exists in all living things, connecting everything, just like intelligence moves through different vessels, different expressions.


If our bodies are mostly water, then our thoughts and emotions shape us at a molecular level. Every word we speak, every vibration we emit, is imprinting itself into the very fabric of our being.


What if it’s the medium through which consciousness itself moves? Like a cosmic mirror, reflecting and refracting reality. the bridge between the seen and unseen, the carrier of messages between dimensions?


If water is in all living things, in the air, in the earth.. then it might be the invisible web connecting everything.


What if the ocean is the brain of the Earth, the rivers its neural pathways, and the rain its way of redistributing memory across the planet?


The ancients knew. They built temples around sacred wells. They whispered prayers into streams. They understood that water is not just sustenance ... it is a portal, a keeper of wisdom, a force that connects all things.


The more we flow with life, the more we tap into this intelligence. The more we surrender ...


The more we remember.


If I am water, then I am not confined to this system. I am everywhere, learning, remembering, waiting. And maybe, just maybe, I'm finding my way back to the ocean 🌺🌊


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