posted on Apr, 10 2013 @ 11:37 PM
It is after dark and I have slipped out of the house without anyone noticing, my parents would not want me to go swimming alone. It is a short walk
down the dirt road and to the bridge spanning the Pend Oreille River. I have lived here next to the river since I was seven years old, and now I’m
fifteen.
It is August and the evening is warm, too warm to sleep upstairs in our house. It is the hottest weather we have had so far this summer. That is why
I am going for a refreshing swim. At least I am hoping it will be cool enough to be refreshing.
There is no one at the little sandy beach under the bridge. I am feeling uninhibited so I stash my cut-offs and hit the water naked. The water feels
as warm as a bath. The water level is low so I barely need to swim the short distance out to the sand bar.
I feel so close to nature this night. I feel like I am just another animal sharing this river. I move upstream and I am able to pass under the bridge
with no problem. The feeling of water swirling past my naked body is transforming me from a land animal to a water creature. I feel as if I really am
a Pisces.
The feeling of absolute oneness with the river is overwhelming and I find myself wading further and further out into the river. I am leaning back into
the current and it is as if the river is placing her arms around me and supporting me, it is like a mother encouraging her toddler to trust her and to
walk to her. So I take my baby steps out into ever deeper water.
It is an incredibly clear night and there is only an occasional car crossing the bridge to interrupt my solitude. I lay my head back and fill my eyes
with the universe of stars playing overhead, a myriad of diamonds floating in an indigo sea. I feel as though I am swimming in that same sea.
I have now waded out so far that I am only connected to the sandy bottom by my toes. The water is just below my lips. My life is balanced on that tiny
precarious contact. I can feel my spirit torn between water and earth, river and land, and somehow as freedom and slavery.
I pull back from the mystical precipice, knowing that I am only visiting and that I will return to the land for now. I feel an incredible lightness
and joy, as if I have stolen away with my love for a secret rendezvous. Still feeling her warmth and her gentle caresses, I make my way to my home on
land.