It is summer solstice. A halfway point. A pinnacle moment in the annual parade of seasons. The time to get ready is over. I am on the high diving board – jump, or don’t jump.
I am not ready. My heart is in my throat. But if I chicken out now when will I ever make the leap? I dive. It is not graceful. There is a lot, I mean ALOT of splashing. And there is exhilaration. I did it! I am so proud and relieved I cry a little. (But no one knows because I am swimming!)
I have been waiting for the time to be right. I have been getting ready to be ready. This solstice I have decided to jump. I will be blogging regularly. Some of them will be very awkward and super splashy. A few may hit wrong and hurt. (I still remember a poorly timed dive that felt as if I had landed on someone’s fist upraised into my gut.) Every now and then I hope I get one of those sweet moments where it all goes right. The perfect pose at the perfect moment. A sensation of flying through air and water.
Summer doesn’t last. Time moves on. Is it time to dive in? What have you been getting ready to be ready for? How long have you been standing on the end of that diving board?
Let’s make this a conversation. I look forward to practicing diving with you.
