It’s really not very exotic. More a simple pleasure… but, I felt most alive recently at the bottom of my local swimming pool. I have been taking lessons to get over being a nervous swimming, bordering on aqua phobic. I’m that woman, left back on the catamaran on the beach holiday day trip. 

Beneath the surface in my local pool, I cannot not smell a thing! I see the rippled figures of fellow swimmers and the blue reflection from the tiles. I can feel its movement all over my body. The instructor calls me out to demonstrate the move we are practising. I’m breathing quite heavily, standing with the ebb and flow of water in the dip between my clavicles. I pause before slightly elevating myself and then plunging in head and joined hands first. I push the water behind me relishing its weight and resistance. I kick my legs, momentarily feeling the cool air above. I think I hear the splash. My mind is sharp and I’m acutely aware of my goal to touch the floor with my tummy. My arms butterfly outwards, once and then once more. I am different from this expanse of chlorine dosed water and I am exhilarated by our connectivity. A few inches from the bottom I relax and allow myself to float towards air; giving control back to the water. I’m weightless. I pop up to the surface and she asks if I would do it again….

Thanks for taking a minute to read my response to the day 27 prompt:

Alive-est by Sam Davidson

Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. If we follow the truth, it will bring us out safe at last. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

When did you feel most alive recently? Where were you? What did you smell? What sights and sounds did you experience? Capture that moment on paper and recall that feeling. Then, when it’s time to create something, read your own words to reclaim a sense of being to motivate you to complete a task at hand.

(Author: Sam Davidson)

Namaste