What does it mean to be water, to have a watery body, to be ever-changing, morphing, shape-shifting? What can water teach us in times of change? Can we learn its language? Can we learn to speak a non-syntactic language? And if we do, how will our believes and values change? How will our conversations change? Our conversations with each other, with water, with our environment, with our own bodies? 
To be water means to keep asking questions. The continuum of fluid change, makes the comfortable answer temporary. It means to flow with doubt and suspense, in a continuous search.