This won't be a pretty post. Nothing fun, or fine, or perky or happy. I'm riding a strange and melancholy low today.
Part of it is my fountain. The Fox River is in flood stage, and they've shut off the fountain. The water left in the pool is stagnant. There is no joy to the fountain right now, the plaza is in pain, and the river is raging, angry, with tidepools and heavy, swirling waters below the dam head. Sure, the spectacle of the river in flood mode is incredible, but I'm looking at it with different eyes, different senses, and all I can feel is the pain of the plaza and the rage of the river. It's put me distinctly off-balance.
As I'm tied deeply to water, the temporary loss of my nexus point is felt keenly, sharply, like a knife in my stomach. There are alternate points, but nothing is as strong or so potently focused in all 4 key elements as my fountain.
My alternates do include a secondary fountain on a different part of the river walkway, but it's not as strong, not as potent. Its not circular, for starters, but a curved rectangular shape. The energy in that fountain can, and does, bleed away at the straight edges. I can't hear the running water of the falls, for a second point, which is a potent blending of water and air. I can't feel the occasional spray as the wind picks up water droplets and flings them at me.
I have managed to restore a modicum of balance today - swimming at the pool and then connecting with simple humanity helped...but I still feel the loss of my nexus.
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