A friend of mine told me once that I was like a rock, banging things until I could break through and she was more like water, flowing around challenges to get things done. then I realize that being like a rock or water had its charm.
Sometimes we are like rocks, making a statement, crashing down with turmoil, and being observed, touched, criticized, applaud. Rocks stand still, unperturbed, yet sometimes, slowly and surely decaying. Good thing about rocks is that what you see if what you get, and you can plan. Without rocks there is no core and without a core, we can’t see limits or borders, it is that rigidity that allows for change.
At other times we are like water, flowing with easy, being felt but not observed, unassumingly. Never still for still means decay… and even still water evaporates and can’t just help moving around. Good thing about water is that it gets everywhere, but it is hardly ever overwhelming. Without water there is no flexibility, there is no escape, and it is that flexibility that allows for coherence.