Don’t Be Afraid to Take Safe Risks…

Exposing Ourselves– 


 Last night I dreamed I was in the bathtub and you were lifeguarding. I was a six year old child splashing and blowing soap bubbles.  Periscoping up and submarine diving down, like a pencil dive down a waterslide, feet first. The water sloshing up and down, threatening to overflow sides. In an antique freestanding tub complete with griffin feet. 80 “C” Street. Not a worry…In no hurry. All the better. Laughing, and reeling in the threat and thrill of capsizing. Splashing in a frenzy of water, washing waves over me top to bottom again and again. You bathing my back. Playing hide and seek with wash clothes. Performing. Spelling out magnetic words and “boobies” on the wall. Then I was grown up. No longer an innocent mermaid. I have always loved and felt at home in water. Sometimes I still imagine someone watching me swim. Some transcendental her or him like Emerson.




About hrobertson2013

“Each man ( and mermaid) will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land”. Isa 32:2 NIV Warning: The author of this blog is not an ordinary individual. Even Mermaids need a rest from all that's real and grown up. Welcome to the wonder of blog. Come be audience to all that's wet and wild in her stories, poems and thoughts. Instructor by day, super hero by night, and mystical mermaid by summer. Whenever she has the fortune of diving into a pond, reservoir, or mountain waterfall, you'll find her there swimming, and singing songs of life.
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