This is one of those pieces that quietly disarms you. It starts sounding like nostalgia and ends up talking about consent, trust, grief, and coming back into the body without ever announcing itself as “wisdom.”
Also, points for reminding us that presence doesn’t always arrive through discipline or effort. Sometimes it shows up because you let the water do the work. That feels like a lesson a lot of very serious spiritual systems keep forgetting.
This is a nicely crafted piece which had my nodding a lot at your water-human observations. 1000% agree at the playfulness. I've been sea swimming for 6 years now and have never been happier. Thanks for writing this.
This is one of those pieces that quietly disarms you. It starts sounding like nostalgia and ends up talking about consent, trust, grief, and coming back into the body without ever announcing itself as “wisdom.”
Also, points for reminding us that presence doesn’t always arrive through discipline or effort. Sometimes it shows up because you let the water do the work. That feels like a lesson a lot of very serious spiritual systems keep forgetting.
Thank you. I've been learning a lot about presence from your writing!
What a beautiful way to craft this narrative and invite reflection and conversation!
Thank you 🩷
What a beautiful way to weave these different layers together. Looking forward to the series!
Thank you!
This is a nicely crafted piece which had my nodding a lot at your water-human observations. 1000% agree at the playfulness. I've been sea swimming for 6 years now and have never been happier. Thanks for writing this.
Thank you for your kind words.