Everyones got their escape. So wheres yours?. Theres nothing more soothing, more calming, more centering, more good-feely-ing to me than turning on some calm music then promptly plopping down in a warm shower. Not standing. Not laying. Sitting. Turning the knobs- the initial shock of the cold water only (thanks to thousands of years of technology all rolled into one) makes the quick switch to warm water absolutely delightful. By controlling the knobs like a robber with his ear against the safe, the perfect temperature is met. My next thirty minutes are just that, perfectly temperate. The sensation of water covering every part of my body is numbed only a few seconds after due to the continuous and magical stream flowing and becoming the norm. Beyond that, only a few mighty drops gob up in my hair and take landing on my back. I feel them race down until they hit the drain with a metallic and deep glug. I adjust my ears to hear the drops hit the white tiles at the same rhythm the piano plays over my speakers. For a moment, everything flows, everything matches. My whole world is one fluid movement organized by nothing but the sheer will of serenity. Looking up, my vision of the light that lies over the shower is hazy, creating a phantom-like sensation, only to be magnified by my foggy reflection in the glass pane that keeps my happy tomb sealed. This must be how falcons and eagles and geese feel as they fly through a cloud. This must be why they fly at all. (Well, that and Darwinism or divine creation or chaos or whatever) Droplets cover the walls as stars in the night sky (this simile will only truly work for small town folk- sorry big city people). Each one different in its own way. As the condensation collects fills one of these stars, the weight becomes too much and gravity takes hold- forcing a free-fall hardly caught by the human-eye. And as the water bubbles up and falls, so do my thoughts. The condensation of my problems, solutions, failures, victories, hatred, love, fears, desires and all those many Yins and Yangs in life. Here Im able to sort them, understand them, and ultimately decide how to balance them (theres no hope in removing the bad in life, only re-balancing the bad and amplifying the good). Much like the droplets falling faster than I can see, so do my thoughts. It is by sheer knowledge of gravity that I know they fell, and by sheer humanity I know my thoughts were resolved. All of my greatest ideas and successes and beginnings began in a shower. I guarantee it. If a man takes office who takes away this right, I will certainly lose my wings. I guess all Im saying is, Im glad Ive found mine. I hope you find yours.
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 09:26:32 +0000