Midweek Message September 4, 2025

"Water has memory. The water that makes up you and me has passed through at least four humans and/or animals before us and remembers everything.” - Olaf, Frozen

Water.
It carves mountains and carries whispers. It flows in streams and veins alike. It falls from the sky and rises from the earth. Water is the lifeblood of this planet and the sacred breath of the Great Mother. Without it, there is no life. With it, everything thrives.

In the pagan path, we honor the Elements — Earth, Air, Fire, and Water — each holding unique energies, stories, and mysteries. Of them all, Water is the most ancient and the most essential. Before the first fire was sparked, before the first tree took root, there was Water.

Water is womb.
It holds the deep memory of creation. Every ocean, lake, and stream sings of origins — not just of Earth, but of spirit. From the first drop that fell upon ancient stone to the rain that feeds your garden today, Water remembers. It is a sacred current that moves through time, carrying with it the essence of all who’ve touched it.

It is no coincidence that so many spiritual traditions across cultures regard Water as holy. It is used in ritual for cleansing, blessing, and transformation. Pagan rites often begin with the sprinkling of water to purify sacred space — to awaken the land and open the gates between worlds. In our circles, Water is invoked in the West — the direction of intuition, emotion, healing, and the mysteries of the heart.

Water teaches us flow.
It shows us the path of least resistance, the strength in yielding, and the quiet power of persistence. Rivers may seem gentle, but they carve valleys. Tides may come and go, but they shape continents. Rain may fall softly, but it feeds the forest. Even in its gentlest forms, Water transforms everything it touches.

Yet Water is not always calm. It can flood and destroy, sweep away the old and make way for the new. In this, too, it is sacred. It reminds us that life is not only about growth but also about release. Water cleanses. Water renews. Water teaches us that surrender is not weakness, but a sacred trust in the rhythms of nature.

So let us honor the Waters - The ocean that roars with the song of the moon. The rain that kisses the leaves and blesses the soil. The tears that fall in sorrow and joy, each one holy. The rivers that wind through the land like serpents of silver and song.

Stand by a stream and listen. Lift your hand toward the sky in the rainfall and feel. Pour water into your ritual bowl and know — you are touching the Divine.

May we walk with reverence beside the Waters of the world. May we protect them. And may we always remember:

Water is not just a resource.
It is a relative.
It is a teacher.
It is sacred.

Blessed be. 

Jolyn Emrys - Communication & Membership Manager