Please take me back into your palms again, Farrington Lake.
For someone who is still rekindling with water since a near-drown experience over a decade ago, this particular lake soothed my fear in ways I could barely describe.
It was shaped with yogi-still discs of liquid metals, and no sound rang out from the shimmering emptiness of space it consumes. Monastery quiet, it was lined with trees, bushes, and whiff of mint wafted up to us as we paddled toward the center. When we dipped our legs into the water, and felt its texture, I was overcame with a sense of clarity. The water was warm, gentle, heartfelt, acquiescent, generously offering saccharine sweet smells, and swiftly melting the stress away.
What a gem it was with serene grace all of its own. I resolve to return to this paradise soon.
Thank you @sweetwildflower for introducing me to SUP Yoga and sharing these moments with me.
Thank you @aqua.vida for the lesson & the capture.
The gratitude in my heart is overflowing.