I've been swimming a lot this summer. Back and forth in the lap lane- stretching and kicking and feeling a kind of zen-like trance come over me. In the water I feel timeless and it's easy to connect to all the years that I have sought the peace of being submerged. Often, in the middle of a lap my mind will wander effortlessly from concern, to thought, to daydreams so deep that I forget where I am. When I touch the wall it's the jolt of re-entry. Pushing off to commence another lap I feel liberated from all the anxieties that can weigh me down. What a marvel a solitary lap swim can be.
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