So often pain is an iceberg inside

Solid, cold, unmoving, life-freezing

Let it be water instead

It’s the same but the water moves

Once thawed by the warm spotlight of focused attention it is released and made to flow

Then let it go and watch it wander where it will

It will go where it needs to go

To water the dried up places

In purposeful meandering it may gush and move through you like a river

Overflowing and spilling in to all the hidden cracks and crevices

Soaking them in the healing redemptive waters that were so long frozen

Sometimes it can seem like a drowning

Sweeping you away on its torrent

But stay afloat and trust the waters own deliberate motion

Nourishing and cultivating that ground again so that fresh life can be planted

And restored, once again

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