Prompted by Tara’s gorgeous post, I finally made space in my day to be in the water. Over the past couple of weeks, all the symbolism in my life has been water related. From feeling like I could no longer tread, drowning; to being reminded of the difference between that and softening, floating. I can’t drink enough of it. I’ve craved baths, which is unusual for me. I’ve had pullings to get myself to the lake.
A big cleansing is going on around here.
So out I went today, to stand in big water. Even as I came around the corner and it came into view, my heart made a little leap of anticipation. I walked along the shore. I stood in it and let it lap at me while the sun shone on my face and the breeze pushed me. The soft lapping sounds stilled my mind. I meditated and grounded. My feet disappeared as I became one with the silt beneath them.
Where can you soften into what’s hard right now?
Where can you float instead of sculling wildly?
And even in the middle of the hard, can you feel the breeze, turn your face up and allow the sun to warm your eyelids?
If you’re being called to soften, to learn to flip onto your back and float in the warm pool of your life, I am honored to offer support. Maybe you’re feeling like right now a life jacket is what you need. Perhaps all you need is someone to gently guide you into the ideal position because floating feels awkward.
I’m here if you’re ready.