A stroll to the shops turned into a lovely walk today, and we came across a water mill in the next village that I didn’t even know existed. It was great to stop and listen to the power of the water as it rushed through the man-made channels, racing itself to get to the other side.
Watching and listening to the intensity of the water before the same water found itself calm again reminded me of the power of my thoughts and anxiety. Fight against them and they battle loudly and dangerously, but observe them without criticism, give them time and space, and the same thoughts settle and subside.
Silver Linings Project 
Great analogy!
The photo makes me miss the UK. š¦
Ahh, where are you?