my other world

I was born for the water. My mom tells me that I swam as naturally as I crawled; to this day, slipping into the water gives me freedom that the land doesn't. I am beautiful in the water; fluid, graceful and smooth. I'm those things on land as well, but magnified in the water.

I've taken to swimming a couple times a week at Kit's pool. It is a 137m outdoor heated pool. Absolute bliss. Truly, truly bliss. I'm learning interesting lessons at Kits: no, I can't compete with the triathlon swimmers - they're too fast. Yes, I can twist and pull and improve my stroke. Most importantly, I am listening to me - I swim as short or long, as fast or slow as I want to that day.

p.s. thanks for all the kind comments. It's lovely to be missed! Has anyone had their sharpie out? I'm just off to get mine...

oh, oh, such a long time

Oh, oh, such a long time. I am here, with ideas swirling in my head and heart. Sometimes they swirl with the force of a storm, sometimes like spring flowers in the wind.

I was struck by an email I received from an acquaintance today. I had emailed her to thank her for her writing, as it had steadied some of my wobbly parts. In her reply, she said that she feels like a total waste on society. My God! Someone else, talented, amazing, funny, passionate, quirky, spiritual - thinks they are a waste on society? Thank God I am not along in this, my private despair. I was comforted.

I hope you random and faithful readers are well. I am journeying. Thanks be to God.