Wednesday, July 01, 2015

Meditate, Swim, Meditate. Repeat.

Work. Holy shit. Enough said. I'm not going to go into detail of the variety and quantity and urgency and WTF-ery of the ridiculous onslaught I dealt with today, and will deal with tomorrow, and on and on, ad infinitum.

But it's summer, and the sky stays light until nearly 8 p.m. And we aren't getting the afternoon rains we could set our watches by, as we should be getting during the rainy season to replenish the aquifer, and it's consistently running hotter than average already this summer (but there ain't no such thing as climate change, nuh-uh). So, I come home from work and it's hot and stifling and there is no rumbling in the sky to bring relief. I can swim after work.

Today was so crazy, by 4:30 p.m. my new boss (we are still not official about this, but we assume we are "the department" now) asked me questions about one of our many WTFs, and I had to take a few beats to organize my mind to answer coherently. I am truly on overload.

So tonight, I got home at nearly 6:30, walked and fed the dogs, and then I changed into my grandma bathing suit and went to the pool. I had the pool entirely to myself; it's usually empty in the evening.

If you picture me getting into the pool and swimming vigorous laps to work off my stress, oh, hell no. I'm way too tired for that. That is now how I use water to decompress. I just spent a lovely half hour floating around, treading water like a contented duck paddling in place. I love to float on my back and watch the sky, and listen to my own breath, and turn the pool into a form of meditation. I could have stayed there all night, but it was getting dark and the mosquitoes would be mobilizing, and I hadn't eaten yet, so I forced myself to get out, but damn, this has to become part of my evening, until it's cool enough to walk again.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Floating quietly in water ( or gently treading water ) is my very favourite form of meditation. Salt water is best if available and conditions are suitable. Is this because sea water and our blood have the same salt content? I read a fascinating book years ago, that posited that a part of our primate ancestry spent some time as semi-aquatic foragers, hunters and so on. This apparently explained a lot of the bodily differences between us and the rest of the primates - relative hairlessness, body fat, buttocks, and so forth.

Take care of yourself, don't let the WTF-ery get you,

Gae, in Callala Bay

Catherine said...

Salt water would be even better, and yes, I think it's because sea water is so close to our body chemistry, for lack of a better word. But the pool is so warm (people are complaining that it's like a bathtub and not refreshing) it's the same kind of womb-like floating experience. Of course tonight it fake-threatened rain, so I didn't chance it. It didn't rain. I'll swim tomorrow, it's our Independence Day holiday, because the 4th falls on Saturday.

Anonymous said...

So long as the rain does NOT involve thunder and lightning, I love swimming in the rain.

Happy 4th of July, and my next dental appointment is on Bastille Day!

Gae, in Callala Bay

Catherine said...

Here, Gae, it nearly ALWAYS involves thunder and lightning. Even a random quiet rain can suddenly erupt into a thunder and lightning. I don't take the chance.

Anonymous said...

Sound thinking!

Gae, in Callala Bay