water ceremony

Last Friday, I was driving over to Hastings, with the radio on... By a strange coincidence it heard it was 'World Water Day'...

I call it a strange coincidence as I was heading to the lost waterways of St Helen's woods, to meet two friends, Simon and Charlotte, with the intention of clearing some heavily blocked water paths, and one in particular that had previously defeated me for the past two years. The fallen trees that were blocking the stream were simply too large for me to move on my own.

Now, I'm not shy about shifting obstructions when it comes to water, but I did need a hand, or two, or three or even four to tackle this stream.

We met at the woods in the late morning, and spent several wet, muddy and sweaty hours working our way back up through the sandstone canyons, heaving logs and debris from the water's path, finding lost waterfalls and cleansing the flow, step by step.

Both Simon and Charlotte understood the nature of the task, and during the process, the journey, it became clear to us that the analogy of clearing waterways is indeed a metaphor for cleansing one's own blockages. As above...

So below...

By the time we had reached the source of the stream, cleansing all along the way, the water had regained it's song and it's dance. It sings as it travels along and over the rocks, and dances with the air and light as it gains momentum along the flow.

We undertook every obstacle, with only one extremely heavy tree defeating our combined muscle, but... we managed to create a diversion around the blockage, leaving the fallen tree, but navigating around and under the blockage.

Our task was complete. The beauty and freedom had been revealed, and the water released. It was late afternoon, and time for light refreshment in the Dragon Bar.

I thought the story had kinda finished there. But...

Later in the week Charlotte contacted me to tell me that Dr Masaru Emoto was holding a water blessing ceremony on the following friday, in London, upon the River Thames, alongside Cleopatra's Needle.

I could not travel to London, as I had other commitments, though I determined to hold my own ceremony at St Helen's Spring, at the same time as the Thames' blessing... Good.

Then it occurred to me that it might be possible to create a county wide ceremony, with the help of two other friends, Martin and Gabrielle. Martin lives alongside a tidal river in Lewes, the River Ouse, and he created and held a ceremony at the fabulous Zu Studios.

Whilst Gabrielle held ceremony at the Holy Well, in Eastbourne...  So, within a single day, the water had co-ordinated and orchestrated it's own blessing. C'est Alchemique...

But once released, the flow takes upon its own dynamic, and the story has yet another chapter. Hey, bear in mind I am only talking about this past week. Water works really fast y'know.

Charlotte and Simon have travelled to Avebury this weekend, and have freed up a lost spring source, Swallow Head Spring, releasing the blocked energetic of that ancient and sacred place, and have plans for working dynamically with the great challenge... London's waters... 

If you want to play, get wet, gain insight into the flow of being - just ask x