When the river stands still

I live almost directly next to a small unnamed lake and a large well-known river (the Danube). I like to visit the river sometimes to feel the movement of it, work with the clearing energy of it in myself and in the land. 

When I do this I feel it intensely, like the river is in my own body. I feel Austria and I feel all the pent-up, misused and released energy being taken up and channeled along this sacred vessel, cleansing all. 

Everything is in movement, except when it isn't.

I must admit, I feel happiest when things are moving. When it's aligned in me, it's my catalyzing, leader side. When it's distorted it's a need for things to evolve out of a sense that things could be decidedly better (whatever that means).

That's why I was a little disappointed to discover that the river was not moving (or at least imperceptibly slowly). I had looked forward to moving something. 

It's a wonderful reflection and I'm grateful. It whispers to me to trust more in the stillness - that this is creative too.

Even the river has dropped a need to reach a goal today...