"There is peace in water if you listen"
These are not my words, but rather something that popped into my head one day as I sat staring out at the water and missing
my mother who had recently passed away. I have taken the words as a gift, something my mother wanted me to have
in her absence.
The sound of water is something that has always calmed me. Bubbling fountains, running faucets, steady rains and even the sound of pouring tea relax me like few things can...
Several times a day, my dear cat North insists I turn on the faucet so he can drink fresh running water. I have come to look forward to our little ritual for both the pleasure it brings him and the sense of peace it gives me.
Sometimes he knocks the soap in the sink other times he insists I fill the bowl up so he can splash... Then of course there are his daily full body showers... (North is a little odd)
At any rate, I am thankful for the abundance of clean fresh water we have here in Seattle. I am thankful that I have such a crazy cat in my life. And I am thankful for the peace I can fill myself with, simply by turning on a faucet or listening to the rain.