“Something is undulating between me and myself and me and the world.
I sway along with the turbulence and – even for a second – I fly across the abyss…
Something shifted, expanded; there is a fraction more of me than I thought there was.”

Joke Hermsen

"Is anyone thirsty? Come! All who will, come and drink, Drink freely of the Water of Life!"

Revelations 22: 17

The unspoken we are all looking for may come to us when we leave our familiar spheres behind. The journey passes through water and skies. The water is like a hypodermic lake, its waves lapping against the banks of our consciousness – now and then, subtle waves will overflow for us to retrieve our congeniality.