I am at home in the water. I am a strong swimmer. On a number of occasions I have pulled people struggling in the water to safety. These situations occurred more often than not in an open body of fast moving water. However, I am under no illusion that I have power over water. No way!
As I mentioned in a previous blog, Dad taught me not to fight the water. It is scary when one realizes they've been overtaken by the power of the water and been ripped below the surface. That is not the time to panic. The best thing to do is to relax, surrender, and go with the flow … allowing the turbulence to settle and the path free of the situation to reveal itself.
I'm not going to share all of the times I've found myself overtaken by the power of water, feeling left at its mercy, riding it out, relaxing into it, holding my breath and hoping to break free of the surface before that need to breath occurs.
I often use water metaphors to describe life's challenges …
I'm going down under and I'll re-emerge in …
Late summer, early fall is the time of year I typically find myself feeling submerged only to re-emerge come late spring, early summer. This experience in recent years has been associated with work cycles.
Typically summers are a time for me to rest, recuperate and gather strength before the water overtakes me again.
I have experienced a series of summers with choppy rather than restful waters.
So, I am finding it a challenge to rest and I am feeling a bit beat up. Water can also wear one down and undermine ones efforts.
And, despite feeling a bit beat up and undermined, I am well aware that I may emerge from these current challenges gleaming like a polished stone.