If there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that my love of water was programmed deep in my soul blueprint when I was sneaking my way earthside. But my parents taught me to respect and work with the water: conservation, safety, inspiration, clarity, rest, adventure, and PLAY were all shown through the lens of time by the water. Bob can do all the water things - I don’t know when/how he learned. Kathy sits in the lake for hours on end with a giant smile on her face.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I know that’s major privilege to be able to say that, and my gratitude cup for this overflows. On days when I’m safely (deeply and profoundly safe) sitting in our bazillion year old boat in the middle of a quiet lake, sun-setting over the trees, happy dog alternating between snoozing and birdwatching, I can’t help but feel simultaneously protective over this experience and desperate to share it with everyone in the world. It feels mostly like, “where can I even start,” as the list of reasons I have this and others don’t is one million miles long, but for now, it starts with me sharing all things #bluemind (because we’re all more inclined to protect what we love), giving 1% each to Flow, NAACP, and Dig Deep (Navajo Water Project), and by spreading awareness that these waters and lands we love belonged to a group of people before us. It’s hard to hold all of this in my awareness at once, but I am a firm believer that my joy/gratitude and the increased access / health / joy of others are not mutually exclusive. Holding a dream for all the water babies that they too can learn and feel safe in this love.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Thank you, mom & dad, for teaching me to love and live by and for the water.
📷 @cassierosch 🙏🏼✨