Every year, my funky island gets wild and crazy at high noon on January 1 and there are thousands of us that rush into the frigid ocean waters together screaming like happy banchees.People wear wild costumes and just cut loose. Every year gets a little wilder, a little more inventive and always, some new element is added. Last year, we won a Guinness Book record for 'the most people in the water with bathing caps on at the same time.'
In a scant 48 hours, we will do it all over again. I am shivering in anticipation of . . shivering.
Something very extraordinary happened last year that I will never forget. It was a true mystical event. Picture on left is me with my daughter-in-law Stephanie (also my website artist), the protagonists of this tale. Here is what happened.
Stephanie and I had wormed our way to the front lines of the screaming masses at the moment of the stampede into the water - the big polar plunge The water was cold, very cold, but something else was going on that had to do with the sun. Steph and I swam out away from the collective of people, going much further out than we originally intended. I felt this bombardment of what looked like gold particles from the sun, and I felt them go into me. I went into instant joy. The exact same thing happened to Stephanie. She felt the same energy.At this point, the water not only did not feel cold. It felt absolutely delicious. We were flipping and flopping in euphoria, like two dolphins. I remember feeling a strong need to dive under water and feel that sine wave undulation go through me that marks the movement of dolphins. Steph and I just kept looking at each other in a state of incontainable happiness.
As we looked to shore, we could see all the people lining the edge. Then on the pier, which extends far out from a pavillion on the end, same thing, people end to end. I have never felt such an intense love for humanity as I did seeing the people all lined up and facing us. I was massively in love with all the bodies that made up this unit of our species capable of this much desire to have fun and play and be creative.
Steph and I did not want to go back in, neither one of us, but a man in a boat kind of shooed us back in the direction of shore. We must have been out there for about 20 minutes but the state we were in was timeless. Our hearts were blown wide open, and that is how 2012 began for our polar bear selves.
With that much joy, the cold had no impact, even after being in the deeper water over time. The whole thing was a gift and a foretelling of things to come in 2012. I am convinced those sun particles were responsible for our state of consciousness. I saw them but I think whether one sees them or not, they can be felt. They seem to be heading straight for our hearts, once the first little cracking open of the door of joy begins.
There is another piece to this story that I will share on another blog. In the meantime, I am going to stock up on some more sun particles, in case it is overcast on polar plunge day.
In a scant 48 hours, we will do it all over again. I am shivering in anticipation of . . shivering.
Something very extraordinary happened last year that I will never forget. It was a true mystical event. Picture on left is me with my daughter-in-law Stephanie (also my website artist), the protagonists of this tale. Here is what happened.
Stephanie and I had wormed our way to the front lines of the screaming masses at the moment of the stampede into the water - the big polar plunge The water was cold, very cold, but something else was going on that had to do with the sun. Steph and I swam out away from the collective of people, going much further out than we originally intended. I felt this bombardment of what looked like gold particles from the sun, and I felt them go into me. I went into instant joy. The exact same thing happened to Stephanie. She felt the same energy.At this point, the water not only did not feel cold. It felt absolutely delicious. We were flipping and flopping in euphoria, like two dolphins. I remember feeling a strong need to dive under water and feel that sine wave undulation go through me that marks the movement of dolphins. Steph and I just kept looking at each other in a state of incontainable happiness.
As we looked to shore, we could see all the people lining the edge. Then on the pier, which extends far out from a pavillion on the end, same thing, people end to end. I have never felt such an intense love for humanity as I did seeing the people all lined up and facing us. I was massively in love with all the bodies that made up this unit of our species capable of this much desire to have fun and play and be creative.
Steph and I did not want to go back in, neither one of us, but a man in a boat kind of shooed us back in the direction of shore. We must have been out there for about 20 minutes but the state we were in was timeless. Our hearts were blown wide open, and that is how 2012 began for our polar bear selves.
With that much joy, the cold had no impact, even after being in the deeper water over time. The whole thing was a gift and a foretelling of things to come in 2012. I am convinced those sun particles were responsible for our state of consciousness. I saw them but I think whether one sees them or not, they can be felt. They seem to be heading straight for our hearts, once the first little cracking open of the door of joy begins.
There is another piece to this story that I will share on another blog. In the meantime, I am going to stock up on some more sun particles, in case it is overcast on polar plunge day.
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