Into the Blue
Gavin Lee
We descend a very long flight of stairs. It’s like hiking down into a small canyon, past massive oaks and palms. The earth is parched, dusty. The pool glows from the bottom of this ravine, a blinding bright jewel. I stop half way to take it in. It’s wondrous, like an oasis in the middle of a desert. I jump in, all senses coming alive, water rushing into my ears, the sound rippling around me. We’ve been swimming daily for many years, each day focusing on technique. After seven months away, and now swimming irregularly, it’s very difficult or maybe impossible to maintain both technique and endurance. Today I let go of those expectations and enjoy the sensation of being in the water, the sheer delight of weightlessness, grateful for the fact of this water being here. Every now and then I’ll catch an amusing glimpse of acorns floating, sometimes sunken below. But it’s the dazzling patterns of light dancing along the bottom of the pool that captivate and mesmerize me most of all, a sight that never loses it’s magic!
… L
Thank you, Margaret for the lovely afternoon! 💙