Baptism by Ducks

Collective Consciousness of the Element of Water

There are plenty of people talking about the purity, structuring, conductivity, life force and overall importance of water on our health and well-being…. but there is so much more.

Veda Austin seems to have continued Dr. Emoto’s work on the intelligence held in water. She says on her website, “water is fluid intelligence, observing itself through every living organism on the planet and in the Universe. “ I agree.

I find great interest in observing how the elements present themselves in my own life and hope that in sharing my stories others are invited into the depths waiting to be uncovered in the most unusual ways.

I’m no expert on ducks but having them in my life for 2 years now and observing them daily, I have learned a lot.

Last summer one of my duck’s legs was hurt. I took her in and she stayed in a playpen in the kitchen for a while (3 long months and thousands of poopy puppy pads) so that I could help her leg heal.

Once she got over being mad at me, she let me hold her.

As I held her, she stared into my eyes and I became overcome with emotion. It was as if she was speaking to me.

I could feel emotion in her as if she was signaling to me her internal struggles for assistance to resolve the wound. It was a type of sincerity, gratitude, and submergence into something beyond the words available to explain feelings, a connection to God, a crack in the spiral of flow painted in a picture of a simple moment, a woman holding a duck.

When we are stewards for the earth and her creatures, we are stewards for life, for each other, as all is intertwined. When we let go of the push for power, for always trying to manifest “more,” we find the pull of surrender and wisdom in what is already present in our current experience.

The element of water was speaking telepathically, and I could hear her inner voice, appreciation in the flowing connection of it that we both shared.

I remembered Dr Emoto and Veda Austin’s work…I spoke healing words to her…I shared in her emotions, we helped each other move stuckness…to flow again.

Animals do grieve, they feel, and it may be different than us, but it’s present and if you spend any time with them, you can see it.

If you want to feel your emotions, hold a duck…or a water animal.
If you want to feel more grounded, pet a dog…or find a 4-legged that roams the earth
If you want to feel more joy, connect with a bird…hear the morning song that shows you how to be free.

For this is where the Law is living, it’s available by the fire of truth inside of you: Land - Air - Water

…and each element carries us into greater understanding, into deeper connection with the Divine and through the winds of suffering.

Animals, like my duck (Zizza) show us the importance of humility, love, and vulnerability. While some animals can survive in the wild, they are all always on the lookout to predators. Humans are both part of the problem and the solution, and this is not about the food chain, it’s about remembering. It is our willingness to acknowledge their sacredness where we find our own…where we recognize the fragility and beauty of the human experience …where life meets death and grace meets courage. We get to choose to exhibit kindness and love, to know when to interfere and when to let nature take its course, to build trust and responsibility, to find joy in giving it.

What I learned from Zizza was that being a “water” animal, like a little boat, she held the consciousness of emotions within her. She was here to teach us how to float…and splash….and stick our entire head under the water as if to be baptized and cleansed.

The trinity of my duck hens float in motion going in circles in the little kiddie pool. Pure contentment and joy are glistening in the pool of collective consciousness right from the well water beneath my feet…right from the opening of the waters in the clouds above pouring down.

My pekin ducks are so messy, yet somehow always come out sparkling white…the chaos of life forgiven in a purifying dip of clarity in the holy water of a sun drenched back yard coop.

Each animal holds wisdom for us to observe and interpret.

They help us remember who we are and why we are here.

They invite us into the sovereignty of our being from the inside out.

The heart can hear the animal without words…if you listen with your breath and let your words be heard with wondrous intention, they know…they give trust to humans when it’s not deserved…they have built in mechanisms of survival that go beyond logic, reason, comprehension of the mind…they are fully connected with the all….and wondering when we will figure that out….when humans will learn to float like a duck in a pond fully immersed in the watery goodness of life….and the muddled mess that only a quack can cure… 😉 if you get my “drift?” (all the puns intended). Ducks can’t fake the quack, it’s how they talk, and they have a means of cracking open your heart with their cute waddle and precious head dunks.

If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it’s a duck. They show us that sometimes things are as they appear and maybe it’s time to take a dive into the emotional heart chamber and purify the honking of the matter at hand.

Just hold a duck feather in your hand…. it’s miraculous…waterproof…. water trickles off like an umbrella made for magic and mayhem.

Some feathers are water symbols…not all take flight as the element of air.

As the saying goes, “it’s water off a duck’s back,” which implies criticisms or something negative thrown at a person having no effect, it is the duck wisdom reminding us that emotions must move.

As I write this, it’s raining outside, the ducks are happy, their water refilled by nature’s heavenly spout. They look like children playing and splashing, no fear of the thunder.

We all could do that more, play in the rain…allow the water to envelop us, pour down our face and soak through our clothes….then fling it off with a dance…dare the lightning to catch you….cleanse your spirit….let the emotional intelligence of water bring messages…and return them with an imprint of your own frequency…make it loving…make it holy…don’t water it down…instead, try to water it up.

For we are baptized in the water every time we quench our thirst and cleanse our body, every time we float, plunge, swim, surf…every time we are splashed by a passing car or the spattering excitement of a happy duck.

When I’m working with a client, we look at the role of water in their home and life, for water is a shaper of destiny. She (water) molds passageways in the earth and shapes rock upon the shore. To deny water as an integral part of the path you shape in your own life is to deny the path meant for you.

Water holds chi/energy/prana, and the wind moves the chi…the elements like a cauldron helping life circulate forward. It invites us to move more in flow and lessen the rigidity of needing to be in control…it is an example of surrender, of finding level – center – neutrality – zero point – stillness - sovereignty. Where there is an out-of-control flame, water rescues. Where raindrops fall into birdbaths and puddles, the animals find nourishment.

Water takes on the information of its environment, just like people. It can be contaminated and dead or an example of flowing abundance and vitality.

Our senses are interacting with water constantly:

-The sound of stormy weather trickling against the window or a flowing stream.
-The view penetrating our senses from observing a majestic waterfall, sitting on a still lake, to the cleanliness (hopefully) of the toilet we use each day and the sink where we wash our hands.
-The touch of a warm bath melting into our pores…what are you programming into the water? What are you letting into your bones? What is flowing through your veins?
-The taste of a morning cup of coffee or a bowl of soup on a frigid winter’s eve.

The element of water is showing us continuously that we must move with our emotions…we must cleanse our spirit…we must know when to let the water roll off our back and when to let it quench our soul…we must acknowledge its presence in our lives.

Water animals, whatever their form, teach us how to glide through the waves of life. They are a container for emotions and like a spoon doing God’s work to stir the tides and help us stay in flow…in flow with the direction of our own compass, not the collective consciousness lost in a sea of confusion.

A duck is the embodiment of loyalty, connection with community and its ecosystem. Reminding us to use our voices to the fullest and be not afraid to be a sitting duck…to trust your ability to flee danger…to see the good in your naivety and let all that tries to interfere with that child-like innocence, often covered up through the trials and tribulations of adulthood, wash away.

Maybe, my duck, Zizza, brought healing and messages to me far more than I did to her…the emotional depths brought forth in our months together in closer quarters was an incredible testament to the overlooked wisdom hidden behind that long bill, loud quack, and sleek feathers. To hold her was to be held. To care for her was to care for myself. Helping her heal was to be healed. To go through the pain and messiness of not knowing if she would get better was to embrace the emotional rollercoaster of life and to recognize inside of that is order sitting in a foundation both sturdy and capable of directing the movement of water…the unavoidable changes of being alive…the letting it all move through us without trying to herd it where we want it but let it be as it is..as we are as we are.

The collective consciousness of water is, like the researcher’s mentioned above, very real and magical. We can try to explain things from a purely intellectual framework but it can never replace the observations and interactions of what is ever present and always asking us to open up to a place beyond the mind, a place that resides in the softest, sweetest, safest chamber of the heart…a place where treasures reside when we come to life by interacting with the natural ….when we step away from the screens and into the dream…away from what we are told is reality…and into a realm beyond duality.

I invite you to sit with a water animal…maybe find a ducky at a park….and feel the power of emotion they carry with a gentle exchange….though cute, and beautiful to look at, these tiny creatures hold power beyond what humans can understand…for they carry not ego, only presence and instincts, there is purity at play, Holiness on display.

When you turn on the kitchen faucet you are turning on so much more than just a momentary pressure valve…so much more than a hose to water the garden…so much more than a hot shower at the end of a long day…you are turning on opportunity, flow, and a reminder to feel life, feel it deeply, let it wash over you.

…and be like a duck…to which, I think I’ll go outside and let the rain do just that…. baptize me into the day…however it comes…however it falls…however it lays.

(I dream of a day where I can swim with ducks without them pooping, this must be a place in heaven…a poopless afterlife, why does no one speak of this) :)

Float like a Duck, little mini walking boats, and stick your head under the surface of the abyss…that’s where the good stuff is…
~ Angela

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