Mud-luscious and Puddle-wonderful! – Vol. 6

How could we not start off a Weekend theme about Water without that clip from Bambi! I’m a huge fan of thunderstorms so I couldn’t resist; as e.e. cummings said, “The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.” and it can’t be that way without a bit of rain now and again!

Water, like the other elements, has its good and bad sides; its calmness and its chaos, its give and its take. It also never quits; honestly, if you think about it, water is the ‘Honey Badger’ of the elements – it just don’t care. Water goes where it wants to go and it doesn’t care how long it takes to carve a stream through a mountain! You have to respect that level of tenacity in some respects.

“For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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“There’s gon’ be some stuff you gon’ see
that’s gon’ make it hard to smile in the future.
But through whatever you see,
through all the rain and the pain,
you gotta keep your sense of humor.
You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.
Remember that.”
Tupac Shakur, “Smile

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“Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.”
Bob Marley

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“Thinking about something is like picking up a stone when taking a walk, either while skipping rocks on the beach, for example, or looking for a way to shatter the glass doors of a museum. When you think about something, it adds a bit of weight to your walk, and as you think about more and more things you are liable to feel heavier and heavier, until you are so burdened you cannot take any further steps, and can only sit and stare at the gentle movements of the ocean waves or security guards, thinking too hard bout too many things to do anything else.”
— Lemony Snicket, The End (A Series of Unfortunate Events, #13)

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“How inappropriate to call this planet “Earth,” when it is clearly “Ocean.”
Arthur C. Clarke

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Picture Credit Wikimedia

NASA Earth — Via Wikimedia

Recipe for an Ocean in the Absence of the Sea

You have the ingredients on hand,
Get to the edge of something,
yourself best of all, and take
yourself in hand. Take, I mean, your hand,
trace out the blue menaces
released and lapsing there,
watch closely around the wrist: they will
remind you what you must do,
They are what you must do. Be
them, until there is nothing but them,
then you are ready. Now take
time, all there is in the house –
it does not have to be yours. Take time
and never for a moment
losing track of what changes
back into yourself, bitter enough
so that you will need almost
no salt, mix well and then leap
over the edge. Wait there. When you can
wait no longer, it is done.
Serve at once. It does not keep.

— Richard Howard, Inner Voices: Selected Poems, 1963-2003

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“The ship of my life may or may not be sailing on calm and amiable seas. The challenging days of my existence may or may not be bright and promising. Stormy or sunny days, glorious or lonely nights, I maintain an attitude of gratitude. If I insist on being pessimistic, there is always tomorrow. Today I am blessed.”
Maya Angelou

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“It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien,The Silmarillion (Middle-Earth Universe)

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“But a life without a tale is like a sea without salt.”
— Stephen Donaldson,The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant

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“There’s nothing wrong with enjoying looking at the surface of the ocean itself, except that when you finally see what goes on underwater,you realize that you’ve been missing the whole point of the ocean. Staying on the surface all the time is like going to the circus and staring at the outside of the tent.”
Dave Barry

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“Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing… I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen.”
— Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic

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“The water is wide, I can-not cross o’er.
And neither have I wings to fly.
give me a boat that can carry two,
And both shall row, my love and I.”

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“Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before–more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.”
— Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

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“You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that’s why I’m scared when you say you love me.”
Bob Marley

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“The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.”
e e cummings

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“The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can’t.”
— Christopher Paolini, Eragon (Inheritance, #1)

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“We the mortals touch the metals,
the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,
knowing they will go on, inert or burning,
and I was discovering, naming all the these things:
it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.”
— Pablo Neruda, Still Another Day

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“We know only too well that what we are doing is nothing more than a drop in the ocean. But if the drop were not there, the ocean would be missing something.”
Mother Teresa

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“You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.”
Mahatma Gandhi

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The Sea

Before our dreams (or terrors) persisted
in mythology and cosmogony,
even before time coined itself in days, there existed,
already, the sea. It was. There was always the sea.
But who is the sea? Who is that old, undisciplined,
violent creature, who’s gnawing away under
the pillars of the earth, who’s also chance and wind,
one and many oceans, and abyss and wonder?
Staring upon the sea, we see it as though
for the first time, sensing the splendor of all free
and elemental things: like afternoons, the glow
of the moon, or a blazing fire. But who is the sea?
And who am I? In time, when my days are passed,
and my final agony’s done, I’ll know, at last.
— Jorge Luis Borges

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Gustave Courbet  The Waterspout

— Gustave Courbet, The Waterspout

Sea Fever

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
John Masefield

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The river is within us, the sea is all about us;
The sea is the land’s edge also, the granite,
Into which it reaches, the beaches where it tosses
Its hints of earlier and other creation:
The starfish, the horseshoe crab, the whale’s backbone;
The pools where it offers to our curiosity
The more delicate algae and the sea anemone.
It tosses up our losses, the torn seine,
The shattered lobsterpot, the broken oar
And the gear of foreign dead men. The sea has many voices,
Many gods and many voices.
— T. S. Eliot,The Four Quartets – excerpt from: The Dry Salvages

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“As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the Ocean:
“Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealer revelator. Look at it, rising up and rising down, taking everything with it.”
“What’s that?” Anna asked.
“Water,” the Dutchman said. “Well, and time.”
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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“This ego is hell, and hell is a dragon not diminished by oceans of water. It drinks down the seven seas, yet the heat of that manburner does not become less. It makes a morsel out of a world and gulps it down. Its belly keeps shouting: Is there any more?”
— Rumi

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“Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep, and swim far, so you shall come back with new self-respect, with new power, and with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

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“You’ve seen the sun flatten and take strange shapes just before it sinks in the ocean. Do you have to tell yourself every time that it’s an illusion caused by atmospheric dust and light distorted by the sea, or do you simply enjoy the beauty of it?”
— John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday

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Enjoy your weekend! And remember as you’re going through your week, be like water my friends! ~Jennie (CK)

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“You must be shapeless, formless, like water. When you pour water in a cup, it becomes the cup. When you pour water in a bottle, it becomes the bottle. When you pour water in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Water can drip and it can crash. Become like water my friend.” — Bruce Lee

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49 comments

  1. “My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
    ― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

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    1. Ooh I love that, Dan. Pairs perfectly with Mother Theresa’s quote, doesn’t it?

      “But if the drop were not there, the ocean would be missing something.”

      And then all those drops form together and then create a lasting ripple effect.

      Snowy icy day here–too many frozen drops out there for my liking, lol, but need to go out and check on Gracie. Hope you and S are doing well, good to see you!

      (Jennie, meet Dan; Dan, Jennie.
      Jennie, D grew up down the street from one of the REO guys and his brother knows Richard Simmons. Dan has the coolest stories, ever!)

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    2. Hi Dan! Very nice to meet you 🙂

      I love that quote – as Christy said it pairs the Mother Teresa quote perfectly! Here’s one from Yoko Ono that is kind of in line with David Mitchell’s and Mother Teresa’s: “Every drop in the ocean counts”

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      1. It’s wonderful to meet you as well. Have you read that book? It’s one of my favorites that I’ve read recently (although I think the movie was a mess).

        Hope you had a great holiday.

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        1. It turned out to be a very nice holiday indeed 🙂 I hope yours was great as well!

          I haven’t read the book, or seen the movie either actually. I have a list of “to reads” going on at the moment (November and December are just so busy with the holidays, I tend to fall behind on everything!) I’ll be adding Cloud Atlas to it 🙂

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  2. I love these words for the weekend. They seem really appropriate for my weekend – it’s cold and rainy and wet here in Tucson. I don’t usually love rainy weather (that’s why I live in Arizona!), but this weekend I welcome it. 🙂
    Thanks for the words,
    ~Jami

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    1. Hi Jami! We’re glad to know you enjoy our words for the weekend, so Thank You for your kind words! It’s cold and snowy in NY this weekend, I woke up and thought, “gee, I should have added more about snow” 😉

      Rain is always better when you welcome it, though I know there’s times when you just don’t – just like the snow. This weekend I’m of the same mind as you though – let it come 🙂 – Jennie

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  3. So beautiful. In July we moved and now live next to the ocean. I feel my mind is not big enough to take in its beauty and changeability and its constancy and its sound and movement and………A magnificent marvel to me every day. Like Maya Angelou says, despite the up and downs and sorrows and joys of life, how can I not be grateful? How not to feel blessed? Thank you Christy and Jen.

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    1. Hi Joy! So glad you clicked over to join us here. Thank you.

      With a father in the Navy, I grew up always around water. In fact, Jennie and I were just writing each other about the presence of water in our lives — and the current lack there of. I am currently land locked, and while there is ice and sleet on the ground today, normally we are dry and drought-ridden. I love the expanse of land and country and all the wide open spaces to watch the clouds and stars and to allow the animals to run freely, but, oh Joy, how I miss the water. It’s so calming and peaceful, each drop no more or less important than another–each necessary to form the peaceful entity crashing before you and each a key component in this circle of life.

      Spend ten minutes gazing in appreciation at the ocean for me please, and tell her I miss her. But that I will see her soon.

      Lots of love to you, Joy,
      xx, Christy

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    2. Hello Joy! Much like Christy I grew up with water, now I’m landlocked in the mountains which have their own special beauty but oh, I miss the water. My family were bayman and fishermen, I spent a large majority of time on lobster boats and fishing vessels so I got to see the changeability of the ocean up close and personal more than once. It’s a good thing I liked a good storm 😉 There is nothing in the world that is comparable to being stuck in the middle of the ocean in a sudden storm, it’s terrifying and amazing at the same time, and then to have it end as quickly as it began and the sea to go calm and quiet again … it’s an awe inspiring thing and really lets you know where you stand in the scheme of things. Water is in my blood lol I really miss it; the calmness of it, the turbulence of it, and the foreverness of it.

      I love Maya Angelou, and yes I agree wholeheartedly – despite the ups and downs, how can I not be grateful? Enjoy the ocean Joy, she gives much. -Jennie

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      1. I KNEW King wrote a book a book about you! Except I thought it was Firestarter, not A Perfect Storm. That’s very, very cool, J!

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        1. I truly love the water, especially the storms lol I’ve got a thing for storms (which probably doesn’t surprise you at all – honestly um, I’ve taken storm chaser courses and to date I’m certified by the NWS as a spotter. The husband keeps telling me I should just go back to school for atmospheric sciences and get it over with 😉 )

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  4. Hi Christy! Wanted to pop over after seeing your comment on my blog. You have a very pretty site filled to the brim with variety. I love your rotating artwork. Cheers! Margie

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    1. Hi Margie! Thanks so much for dropping by! There you go, making me smile again. 🙂 Actually, every time I see your Happy Buddha photo I grin–it’s hard not to, isn’t it?

      Thanks for the kind words. Jennie and I are really proud of how the site is shaping up. We both love words and the arts–it’s a fun little corner of the world for us to escape to sometimes when the real world is driving us crazy!

      I do really love your work, depending on upcoming themes, I’d love to pair some of your photos with our word selections.
      Have a wonderful week, x, Christy

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  5. Gosh, another great WFtW post. I really resonated with the Dave Barry quote. I remember the first time I went scuba diving. It was in Destin, FL. I wept when I surfaced. I had a lump in my throat the whole time I was under the water. It was truly a spiritual experience for me. I’ve always loved water, and for most of my life, I’ve lived by the water’s edge. I dream about water, often. I dream about breathing under water, too. I took my daughter to see the Little Mermaid when she was little. I think I enjoyed it more than she did, and that’s saying a lot. lol

    Btw, I didn’t realize there had been a remake of “The Water is Wide.” Nice version. The harmony was incredible. I have listened to that song by Karla Bonoff (and I think it was also written by her), countless times. Was that her playing the guitar in the video? I couldn’t tell. I can’t tell you. Jennie, I hope you and Christy have had a great weekend so far. Btw, I apologize for not getting that ACE lecture to you by now. I’m so behind on my replies. I promise to send it to you before the turn of the century. 😀 Oh, before I stop jabbering, I wanted to leave a video (in case you haven’t see it yet). I was reminded of it when I saw your title. It’s one of my favorites — http://youtu.be/wUmRCcp7TkI — Hoppipolla (jumping in puddles).

    xoxoxo

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    1. Oh my, I’m glad I checked the link. I was listening to Karla’s version of The Water is Wide, too, and posted the wrong link. — http://youtu.be/qmXMA34CeoQ

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    2. Are you KIDDING me, Victoria?! I JUST mentioned that Sigur Ros song to WC a few minutes ago:

      http://whocouldknowthen.wordpress.com/2013/11/23/the-angel-of-redemption-2/#comment-4026

      I even told him you had posted it in the comments of Kristen’s Go Do post and it was about jumping in puddles.

      How crazy is that? Wow! Love when that stuff happens! 🙂 xoxo love your new pic, beautiful!

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      1. OMG Christina. This is getting too weird. 😀 How many times has this happened to us? You do know that someday we will have to meet. We are soul sista’s . Thank you for your thoughtful comment regarding my pic.

        *muah*

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        1. Btw, in my comment to Jennie, I posted “I can’t tell you” and ended it with a period. My Internet went down right when I hit ‘post comment’, and so I had to use the back arrow to retrieve up my post. Then it wouldn’t post, so I had to copy and paste unto a new comment box. But it wouldn’t allow me to copy/paste the whole message, so I did it in sections. Needless to say, it got botched up. lol

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          1. You girls make me smile 🙂

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          2. That beats the alternative 😀

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        2. I think I stopped counting after 57 times, Victoria, LOL. Soul sisters no doubt. Meeting, is a given. 🙂 besos…

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    3. Hi Victoria! I wasn’t too sure about the history/origin of The Water is Wide once I found numerous versions of it on youtube, I chose the one here just because I love Jewel. But I tried to do a little research before I posted it because none of the versions on youtube were the ones I recalled from childhood – my Grt Grandmother used to sing it but with slightly different wording. What I found was that is was an old English folk song, here’s the wikipedia link (not that that’s always 100% accurate but :some of the lyrics my Grt Gram sang it in were Scottish, so I’m guessing the info is close)

      http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Water_Is_Wide_(song)

      I have never been scuba diving, part of me has always wanted to try it, I’ve always thought it would be amazing. I’ve had dreams I can breathe underwater too! I never have had a flying dream, which I’m told is odd but, breathing underwater, yup!

      Getting the ACE lecture to me before the turn of the century will be fine 😉 I understand being behind, I’m in the same spot at the moment, And that Sigur Ross video, now that was just awesome and made me smile before I even finished my first cup of coffee 🙂

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  6. One big giant shift in my perspective. How do you do it? Thank you. While I was here watching my water be a cup. I almost watched my water become a keyboard. And then I laughed because you (and Bruce) remind me to slow down. Love to you.

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    1. Oh no! I definitely don’t think Bruce’s philosophy extended to watching water becoming keyboards – except possibly metaphorically when we’re writing of course 😉 As to how we do it? We don’t, the words do! 🙂 I hope your week flows smoothly along (just not onto your keyboard!), love back to you! -Jennie

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    2. Water becoming a keyboard… very surreal, I like! Slowing down, I like even more. And you, Lisa, I like best of all. Love, Christy xoxo

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  7. How lovely to be reading your water words at the same time swirls of white snow started to fall. Thank you!

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    1. “A few feathery flakes are scattered widely through the air, and hover downward with uncertain flight, now almost alighting on the earth, now whirled again aloft into remote regions of the atmosphere.” – Nathaniel Hawthorne

      🙂 Enjoy your snowfall! I’m being promised some tomorrow!

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  8. hi Jennie and Christy

    i thought i was familiar with most of all of Courbet’s work, my early training was painting, but i can’t recall ever seeing that incredible painting before. that he could capture that moment, where the rain is ‘there’ and not here, when the clouds release their contents, where water meets water on the horizon…well, it’s a brilliant painting. ty for posting it..

    i guess i’ve always had a love/hate relationship with water, an early childhood incident shied me away from being ‘in’ it, and to this day i’d rather be on it, or near it on a beach or boat though as a former landscape designer, plant and flower lover and now owner of a farm with 100 acres of crops, i maintain a profound appreciation for the rain, for clean drinkable water from our well.

    and i’ve come to not take it for granted, consider it the miracle it is because so much of life, our life directly on the farm depends on it. and being wet from the rain came to feel differently, than being caught in a rainstorm in Chicago. i actually wrote a poem about it;
    http://whocouldknowthen.wordpress.com/2013/11/15/the-why-of-rain/

    and so from all the incredible quotes you’ve posted the one that really hit home for me was the Maya Angelou passage, especially this;

    ‘Stormy or sunny days, glorious or lonely nights, I maintain an attitude of gratitude. If I insist on being pessimistic, there is always tomorrow. Today I am blessed.’

    ty both for all the work and care you so obviously take in assembling these posts, they are always enjoyable and thought provoking and a joy to read.

    sending Love and Hugs to you both.

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    1. Hi WC, I hope you’re having a wonderful week. 100 acres, huh? That’s awesome. I moved from the urban sprawl to wide open spaces, myself, and while I miss the big city somedays, the land and space offer endless beauty. You’ve never seen the stars shine until they’re the only light in the sky.

      Ah, and rain… yes, the glorious rain… when you’re bending over tiny blades of grass and whispering, “grow, grow” nothing answers prayers like water falling from the sky.

      We had sleet and slush, not really snow, but icy muck, earlier this week. And while I wish it came in the form of soft water droplets in 72 degree warmth, the ice too is water and will help us all grow.

      Your poem illustrates that point so well, including my gratitude for each drop:

      i’ve
      decided instead

      to enjoy being wet. closing these eyes
      i savor and absorb these warming drops,
      as they dot my arms
      and soak my hair.

      Simply beautiful.

      Best wishes to you and Scout, I hope your Thanksgiving is joyful,
      xoxo, Christy

      (Jennie is ‘enjoying’ her own plethora of water–in the form of snow. She sends her thanks, love and regards.)

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    2. 100 acres? I’m jealous! We only have 10 here!

      Your poem, “the why of rain” is beautiful really. My favorite thing to do in the summer during rain is work in the garden, it’s cooler and the bugs don’t bite while it’s raining 😉 Now we’re getting snow, ice and slush instead of rain, I’m not much on that mixture but soon enough my next favorite thing will come around and that’s standing outside in the silence of a few feet of snow. It’s so quiet after all that snow falls it seems like you can hear for miles and of course, it turns to water in the spring and brings the flowers and trees back to life. Everything in a circle 🙂

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  9. We had rain and a little snow mixed in with it at the wedding this week. My daughter was stressed out about that the night before, but we just laughed and went with it when we realized there was nothing we could do…and the 2 sneak pictures I’ve seen so far on FAcebook from the photographer are gorgeous. The rain made everything look more brilliant. I told my daughter every time it rains for the rest of her life, she can remember her beautiful wedding and be even more grateful for the moisture.

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    1. Hi Char, as soon as I saw your comment, I thought of Steve Wariner’s song “Holes in the Floor of Heaven”. It’s a beautiful song, and I always think about it when it rains on my “special” days.

      Happy Thanksgiving Week!

      “well my little girl is twenty three, I walk her down the aisle
      it’s a shame her mom can’t be here now, to see her lovely smile
      they throw the rice, i catch her eye, as the rain starts coming down
      she takes my hand, says daddy don’t be sad,
      cause i know mamma’s watching now

      And there’s holes in the floor of heaven,
      and her tears are pouring down,
      that’s how you know she’s watching,
      wishing she could be here now,
      and sometimes when i’m lonely,
      i remember she can see,
      yes, there’s holes in the floor of heaven,
      and she’s, watching over you and me

      watching over you and me”

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    2. Congratulation to your daughter and to you! Rain on a wedding is good luck 🙂 -Jennie

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  10. Hi Christy,
    BAM! You did it again. Touched my heart, made me smile and reflect on the HUGE role water has always played in my life. Besides the fact that I’m a true-to-the-core Picses, water has been both a fascination and fear since I was a child. However, most striking was 2006 when a fluke rain filled our basement with 6 feet of water while we were trying to seek shelter from a tornado (gotta love Kansas!). We opted that water was more dangerous than wind and rushed to get upstairs before we were swept away. The basement was a total loss, however, it marked the beginning of a new family attitude that endures to this day…gratitude, humility and appreciation for precious. Thank you so much for sharing. Can’t wait to read the other comments.
    xc 😉

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    1. Wow, Michelle, what a story. That would make a hell of a short story–have you written about it?

      I think any of the elements with enough force can go from peaceful to deadly in an instant. It is quite humbling, isn’t it?

      I just saw a quote from Pema Chodron earlier, to paraphrase:
      “You are the sky. Everything else — is just weather.”

      For some reason, I really liked that.

      Enjoy your Thanksgiving–grateful for you,
      Christy (oh, my friend, Jennie, put the water volume together … she and I think so much alike, but gotta give her the props for this awesome edition! She and I will tend to alternate weeks or collaborate together.)

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      1. Thanks for the note back, Christy! Props to Jennie! I’m learning with your blog that I need to dig a little deeper into the invidual aspects…you have a ton of great talent you collaborate with and I learn so much from everyone.
        You are so right. “The Flood” (as we call it) is certainly a full story that touches beyond the physical outcome and it’s a story that needs to be written since it’s a big part of who I am (and how I parent) today. My blog, thus far, has been “surface” stuff with toe-dipping into the more serious. Baby steps!

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        1. Hi Michelle! I agree with Christy that your “story” would make a great story! We don’t deal too often with tornadoes here (though they seem to be becoming more of an issue lately- the weather’s been very cranky everywhere) but we’ve been through a few “100 year” floods the last five years so I can relate to the filling of the basement!

          I hope you had a great Thanksgiving weekend! 🙂 -Jennie

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  11. Love it! That Bob Marley quote is amazing. “Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.” I love it. I think I may borrow it.
    Love the playlist too, particularly the Sting inclusion! Such a great song!!
    Awesome post as always, Christy! 🙂

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    1. Hey, EJ! So glad to see you! Wish I could take credit for this beautiful set, but my friend (and new-co-curator) Jennie/CK Hope prepared this volume and playlist for us. Although, I *did* suggest the Sting song 😀 so I guess I’ll take a tiny bit of credit.

      Bob Marley was the man. Truly wise before his time.

      Hope you’re doing well and that your Nano work has been fun,
      Christy

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    2. Hello, EJ! I love that Marley quote, though I love most Marley quotes. Christy most definitely gets credit for the inclusion of Sting on the playlist – I would have completely missed that one if she hadn’t added it on! 🙂 -Jennie

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  12. Once again, you guys have outdone yourselves. I wrote something on the ocean just the other day. It had to do with a dream, which is what I have always considered the ocean to be since it works the very same way: A dream that wraps me up in its infinite clench.
    Great post, ladies.

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    1. “A dream that wraps me up in its infinite clench.”

      That is simply beautiful, Cayman, thank you.

      I need to catch up on your last couple of posts. Thought I would play catch up after the Georgia game today, but based off of the first quarter… Well, I’m on WordPress on my phone. So what does that tell you. Sigh. Peaceful ocean, peaceful ocean, peaceful ocean….. Repeat over and over again.

      Hope you had a peaceful Thanksgiving. Grateful for your writing and your friendship and to Guap for connecting us! -c

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  13. Every time I read this, it’s like swimming in the ocean. I collapse into the mystery and find something I didn’t think about before, every time.

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    1. Yes, yes, yes.

      Seriously though, Jennie has mad talent not only for finding the right words, but for making them flow seamlessly like a river. Like a DEEP river. So many layers that only become clear as they sit with you, and you them, and as they take shape, like clouds, you sit there with your mouth open and say, “Holy shit. How’d she do that?” Glad you picked up on that too–she did the same in Fire (vol 4). She’s good, yes? 😉

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      1. You’re making me blush lol

        Seriously Christy, thank you for these words they truly mean a lot. 🙂 xo

        “When you read and understand a poem, comprehending its rich and formal meanings, then you master chaos a little.” – Stephen Spender

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    2. Truly, Cayman, your comment has made my morning, thank you. Having you liken the reading of words to swimming in the ocean, well that just makes me happy. I’m a word nerd 😉 I think my biggest fear accepting Christy’s offer of working with her here was that I would not bring to it the same level of meaning and relatability she’s always achieved with it – I am glad (and relieved!) to know that my contributions to Words are being received so well 🙂 -Jennie

      (this quote came into my head as I read your comment … though honestly, I love your, “swimming in the ocean” much more!) “The word experience is like a shrapnel shell, and bursts into a thousand meanings.” – George Santayana

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  14. Came back to listen to the Indigo Girls again:)

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    1. Yay! 🙂
      PS–I’m so excited about tomorrow! Jennie picked some wonderful pieces!

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