Friday I took my first pre-workday float, near dawn. It was softly invigorating—a fabulous way to begin the day. By being virtually alone I was able to be aware that I was utterly surrounded by the energy of life. I could fully take in the serenity of birdsongs, calls near and far echoed on the glassy surface. From far away one can hear the gentle ripples of the currents pouring over occasional rocks and dipping branches churning bubbles. I can breathe in the melting of the rising dew’s silvery veil when the soft rosy gold of dawn warms the new day alive. I become again an aspect of and WITHIN the world, not a cerebral mind acting upon or ignoring it.
Likely due to the popularity and increased human activity along her banks, in addition to the floods, I’ve noticed fewer wading birds and turtles. So yesterday it was an added treat to watch a familiar old friend, the Great Blue, majestically take flight as the waters gently carried me near as I floated around a bend. It was our first greeting of the year. Trust requires sensitivity, humility, respect, patience, and consistency. I’m confident in time we’ll come to have less disruptive, more comfortable passings. Oft times I wish I could relate to my human friends as easily and well. Tomorrow’s a new dawn...