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First published on my blog on January 4, 2019. Read the post here →
Headed for town, but before I took off on my bike, I packed a towel. Just in case. After recording a pod and having lunch with and at Caspian’s I decided: Yes. Today is the day for the first dip in the sea of the year.
So I rode to the pier farthest from town, the one designated for skinny dipping. Parked my bike, took a picture and started to undress. Gloves, beanie, winter coat. Shoes, jeans, long johns, woolen socks. Woolen sweater, long tee, and my woolen undershirt. Off it goes. All of it.
As I pull my sweater over my head, a door to a somewhat surreal universe cracks open.
Grabbed my towel and headed out to the pier.
Tie my towel to the pier to stop it from blowing away.
And in I go.
Cold. Yes. Shockingly cold.
Hyperventilate while two waves crash into me, then get out. One step after the other, until I am up on the pier again.
In the other universe, I get out, cold and wet… and all of a sudden, my skin starts tingling. The chill vanishes, the wind disappears, time seems to stop, and I am totally present to the beauty of it all.
The ocean.
Grab my towel and rub off, while taking my time walking to the bike and my clothes.
Slowly emerging from the alternate universe, I dress, happy, pleased, not feeling any cold whatsoever.
My soul sings!
Who would have known that taking a (cold) dip in the sea would let me travel to another universe?
By Helena Roth5
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First published on my blog on January 4, 2019. Read the post here →
Headed for town, but before I took off on my bike, I packed a towel. Just in case. After recording a pod and having lunch with and at Caspian’s I decided: Yes. Today is the day for the first dip in the sea of the year.
So I rode to the pier farthest from town, the one designated for skinny dipping. Parked my bike, took a picture and started to undress. Gloves, beanie, winter coat. Shoes, jeans, long johns, woolen socks. Woolen sweater, long tee, and my woolen undershirt. Off it goes. All of it.
As I pull my sweater over my head, a door to a somewhat surreal universe cracks open.
Grabbed my towel and headed out to the pier.
Tie my towel to the pier to stop it from blowing away.
And in I go.
Cold. Yes. Shockingly cold.
Hyperventilate while two waves crash into me, then get out. One step after the other, until I am up on the pier again.
In the other universe, I get out, cold and wet… and all of a sudden, my skin starts tingling. The chill vanishes, the wind disappears, time seems to stop, and I am totally present to the beauty of it all.
The ocean.
Grab my towel and rub off, while taking my time walking to the bike and my clothes.
Slowly emerging from the alternate universe, I dress, happy, pleased, not feeling any cold whatsoever.
My soul sings!
Who would have known that taking a (cold) dip in the sea would let me travel to another universe?