Always Water, Rushing Over Rocks

Somewhere out there - now and always - there is water shaping canyons, unaffected by the horrors of awareness. When you wake, when you sleep, when you worry, when you eat. Always water, rushing over rocks. 

I remember this every time I'm amongst mountains and find it calming (not pacifying) against the knowledge that somewhere out there, now and always, there is indescribable pain and suffering. 

I swiftly forget about the water the moment I re-enter 'reality' and am reminded of all the problems we have fabricated - problems that don't actually exist, but have been with us so long they seem real. 

Take discrimination and violence of any kind - these problems only exist because we created them, they're not innately occurring challenges, like how to feed ourselves or take care of each other when sick. 

I spend a lot of time thinking about the impact of my actions and how I can best contribute to solving these fake but somehow very real problems I care so much about. 

Imagine the things we could do together if we stopped creating the problems? A question we often ask each other is "What would you do if money was not a (fake!) problem?" 

I like to ask myself instead: "How would I spend my time if the world was a harmonious place?" 

I don't know how to answer, do you? At first, I'd probably spend a good long while watching water rush over rocks.