Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Journal of the Spa, Part 9

16h00 -  I step into the warm water of the jacuzzi and then fall backwards, yielding to the buoyancy of the liquid. I allow myself to be carried and supported by the water and relax all of my muscles. I am suspended in Grace.  It is thunderous and yet it whispers. It is tumultuous yet it is a gentle, rolling wave but it is always – always – moving.  Only when I cease striving – when I stop trying to tread water and move myself in its current – does Grace carry me effortlessly in her flow.  It is almost... easy.  Why did I struggle so?  Why did I not give up control sooner?

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