Bath Time

The mention of filling the tub in our house, leads to great anticipation and excitement. Every other day, because every day just doesn’t happen, we open the taps, and let the water flow. We pour in bubble bath, being not too mean and not too generous, and wait for the magic to happen. Sometimes we add colour to our water too, or fizz, or glitter; the possibilities for transformations with simple H2O are endless!

Water is the stuff of life, it makes up over 70% of the surface of the earth, and over 50% of the human body. Water holds memories, as seen the wonders of homeopathic medicines, which many find hard to rationalise and explain, yet seem to provide solutions often where more conventional treatments have failed. As a living being, water responds to emotions too, particles dancing in response to our feelings, as beautiful as snowflakes, photographed in the amazing work of Dr Masaru Emoto.

As humans, we are drawn to the simple pleasure of water, of being on it, messing about in boats and canoes on rivers and canals, flocking to the coastlines in the summer months, to drop down into play and relax in the energies of childhood.

We all come from water, spending nine months cocooned and swimming in the mother-dark wombs that hold us, until we are ready to swim earthside and ride the tide home, out into the light. 

Today, the bubbles in our bath are the snows of the Antarctic and icebreaker boats and explorers search for seals and penguins, on a voyage of discovery. 

Maybe newborn babies dream watery dreams, and perhaps water is something we all yearn for; being held in the warm depths of the mother, safe in the dreaming darkness once more.