Flow

My life is full of metaphors

parables

meaning.

Perhaps that is just the way I see it.

Believing.

But how we see it

Us

Them

Is really all there is

And I am deeply in love with this feeling.

When I’m on the coast

I go ocean swimming

and if there was ever a metaphor

for how to live

it is this.

To get out there – to peace

You first have to crash through the breaking waves

Some days they are big

Huge

“Dive deep” said the woman in the Wonder Woman cap on my first day

So that’s what I did

The second day

I bought flippers for my feet

to make my kick more powerful,

in case we are caught in a rip on the way back in.

Once through the breakers, we swim

far

out to where the ocean rolls gently and full

deep.

Not crashing,

just rocking.

Out where most people go in a boat

we make our shoulders carry us.

Once we are way out (lined up with two trees on the second point)

We bob about waiting for the whole group to catch up

Float

Chat

Laugh

And then whoever wants to

departs

to swim further on

to the point.

Or you can go back in

If you want

Some do

I swim to the point

because I’m not ready to return

just yet

Body rolling gently

Lungs contracting expanding

The sunlight gleaming through the water droplets of my lifted arm

Splashing down

Up

Down

I fall into the lullaby sound.

I could do this forever

And then it’s time to turn around

Return to shore

And now the breakers come behind you

So you have to watch out

One eye over your shoulder

Or you’ll be somersaulting

And that’s fun too

Eventually the water changes

I see the sand coming up to meet me

Half a dozen fishes darting

My feet hit the bottom

I remove my fins

Walk in

Out of the waves

Back to beached humanity with no idea

what it’s like to swim

out there

Peace upon my face

Peace upon my heart

Peace in the soles of my sandy feet

Peace in my aching shoulders

Peace in my mind

Peace

Everywhere

My life is a metaphor

A parable

Every moment teaching me

And I’m open to it

Whatever it has to tell me

I’ll just go with it

*I only began ocean swimming at Christmas time while on holidays. I’ve always loved body surfing but occasionally I would see these swimmers coming in from “out there”. Their faces serene. One morning I met a lady in the surf and got chatting. She was one of these swimmers and told me to meet up the next morning under the tower. I did.

The rest is history, now I’m an addict.

Steve took the video below of my first swim so many months ago, I look at it now and smile. It’s in my jar of lightning bugs. I take it out once in awhile.

13 thoughts on “Flow

  1. Everyday the waves crash onto my body. Getting through to the peaceful calm I energize for the next day. Thank you.

    • My pleasure. And you made me aware of something with your comment – we think of peace as being a stationary space but actually it is, as you say, energising. Very energising. Have a beautiful day

      • The “z” is an “s” where I spell from (Australians use the British spelling of words rather than the American) is that what you meant? Sorry I only just cottoned on to what the “z” in your comment referred to. 😊 we have quite a few words like that.

      • That is good to know. I never was good at spelling and now I can say I got it right. TY. Enjoying your posts. All the best

    • Sharks are around for sure Jeff. We all wear sharkbanz around our ankles which a few of the veterans swear by as they have seen them work. It’s a device which emits a magnetic pulse. I put all that out of my mind and just go because if I started thinking about all that could go wrong then I wouldn’t – and then I would really miss out on a beautiful experience. This squad have been swimming out and to the points for years and nothing has occurred so, I guess I take comfort in the stats.

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