With summer here and my 2-year blogging anniversary approaching, I thought I’d reblog one of my early posts (my second) about the pleasures of swimming and our primal connection to water.
Now that the weather has warmed and heated our pool, Dale and I go swimming every afternoon. It’s not just the exercise we look forward to, or the relief from the heat, or a pleasant way to wind down the day together. There’s something sensual and delicious about slipping into the cool water, gliding hands over head through folds of flowing silk, becoming weightless and transparent suspended beneath the sky.
I haven’t swum so much since we were living aboard La Gitana and sailing along the coasts of Baja and across the south Pacific. Then it was mostly snorkeling along the reefs, chasing schools of colorful fish, or diving for rock scallops.
Chris and Kelli snorkeling
We’d go early in the morning to forage for food and stay for hours, swimming in pairs. Dale and our son Chris would hunt for fish and lobster with spears. Our daughter Kelli and…
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Congrats on your 2-yr blogging anniversary. 🙂
Your postings are consistently personal, informative, relevant and engaging. You set a high standard; one which I have used as a yardstick to measure my own efforts in my almost-completed first year of blogging.
Thank you.
Keep on swimming as it seems to free your soul.
peace
Thank you, Laura. Your saying that means so much to me! Here’s wishing you many happy years of blogging.
I’m so glad you shared this post from two years ago (almost). You’ve expressed better than I ever could have, how wonderful water is to the body and to the soul. And I came to it later. It wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I really learned how much of a water baby I truly am.
Lovely post, Deborah!
I’m glad you liked it! It’s so nice to be able to share an old post that didn’t get read too much back then when I was starting out.