I love watching the Olympics. As I watched Michael Phelps swim the butterfly, for a split second he looked superhuman, like a mythical sea creature rising out of the water..a creature that has not been seen before. A creature once imagine in ancient stories or perhaps yet to be imagined in a Hollywood blockbuster. His strength and talent are just amazing. He seems like someone born of the water, not of the land…where he can do things other mortals can’t.
I have always loved being in water. I move more skillfully and gracefully in the water than I do on land. It seems like my pain and clumsiness that burden me on land disappear in the water. The physical ease others have on land I have in the water. I’m no mythical sea creature though. Being in the water makes me feel more playful though, and for a few minutes I can dive and swim along the bottom of the pool and feel like just for a minute I could be one.