by Mary M.
Today, from North Carolina, from Texas, from the Netherlands, from the smallest towns and the largest nations, friends around the world circulated Dr. Masaru Emoto’s request for a global ceremony acknowledging and blessing the waters of the Fukushima Nuclear Plant.
I imagine these waters, working to do their duty even though the ability to cool has been removed from them. Confused perhaps, these waters, their patterns of behavior altered. Disorganized also, to my mind not unlike other of the world’s water bodies before they were prayed and sung over during Dr. Emoto’s work.
And possibly also these waters are craving escape — wouldn’t you — craving to loose their essence in the larger body of Mother Water whose vastness promises more comfort than the small tight quarters where they are bound. Water also barely remembering its crystalline structure and yet . . . and yet . . . like any one of us who unexpectedly hears faint whispers on the wind that speak of love . . . still fertile with the potential to find direction and slowly, slowly begin to re-member themselves.
What can we do for such waters?
Simple words.
Water of Fukushima Nuclear Plant, we are sorry to make you suffer.
Please forgive us. We thank you, and we love you.
Sweet words to those who has been denied honor for a long time.
Words like these were prayed not so many months ago for the waters of the Gulf of Mexico.
Now just short of a year from the Gulf of Mexico explosion that so traumatized the United States and other world nations, the waters off of Northern Japan have been compromised also. How many other such events do we need before we as a world body remember and safeguard the preciousness of this liquid life?
Perhaps at first glance the waters of the Gulf and the waters of Northern Japan seem far removed from the waters that nurture salmon. Perhaps they also seem far removed from the water that supplies our inner seas and maintains the health of the earthy lands that are our bodies’ muscles.
But as our human world expands to include ever more complex global perspectives, the connections become clear.
And the answer simple.
All that is required is the tipping point of love.
And so the world’s people are sending the energy of love, and surely the water hears.
Water of Fukushima Nuclear Plant, we are sorry to make you suffer.
Please forgive us. We thank you, and we love you.
How like the sweetness of pure water are the soothing words of love.
