I frequently hear people talking about wanting to bring balance into their lives.
That seems like such an odd concept to me. Consider: when I think of balance, I conjure an image of scales, how difficult it is to balance them and how precarious it seems to maintain that balance.
I prefer to have flow in my life. To allow joy, love, and fearlessness flow unhindered in and through my life. Like water.
I love water. Its cleansing power. The power to generate electricity. To bring life to arid soil. To soothe overheated skin and slake parched throats.
Most of all, I love the resolute flow of water.