#Day 29 – Waves of Gratitude

This morning began simply, like most days.
I woke up, sat quietly, and picked up my glass of water. I closed my eyes and took a few conscious breaths.
Then, following today’s journal practice, I whispered a gentle affirmation into the water:
“Health, love, and beauty are my natural state.”
I repeated it three times.
With each sip, I felt something deep within me begin to light up—
a subtle awakening in the lower layers of my mind, rising through my crown, like a spring bursting from the earth, blessing everything it touched.
Later, as I reflected on my day, I wrote down three things I was grateful for:
— My patience.
Today was emotionally heavy, and still, I kept whispering: “This too shall pass.”
— The beauty I noticed—
In myself, in others, in the small details of the world. That beauty kept me hopeful.
— And water.
I stood in the shower, letting the warmth hit my skin. And I found myself repeating:
“I love you, water. I love you, water.
You are part of me.
You don’t just clean my body—you cleanse my soul.”
I love the way you dance on my skin.
I love how deeply you love me—
How much you want me to be fresh, to be happy, to be loved.
You are always with me:
In my body, my blood, my cells, my thoughts, my breath.
You are alive, and you are listening.
And when I listen to you—
I fall in love with life again.
Then came a quiet question:
Could it be that water is the only element that flows through all layers of our being—even the spiritual ones?
And maybe what this means… is something simpler:
We are formed by water.
Every cell in our body listens, remembers, responds.
Especially the mind—where thoughts ripple like waves.
If we can honor water as a living intelligence,
we may remember the sacred design within ourselves.
And perhaps it’s not about proof at all.
Perhaps it’s about remembering—
That water shaped us. Held us. Became us.
And when we begin to honor water as a whole,
we may finally remember the wholeness we already carry inside.
Day 29 reminded me that gratitude can be spoken in many languages—and water understands them all.
Whith a blue heart 🩵
Mona
#365DaysawithWater