Swimming on Vacation, The Fourth Week of the Second Year of the New Abnormal

I swam for an hour, my head submerged in the warm pool with tiny, wavy prisms, iridescent in the sun-drenched water. The luxury of having a pool to myself is priceless. Being able to move seamlessly underwater, thanks to my swimmers’ mask, allows me to stay beneath the surface, enjoying what I’d describe as a meditation in motion.

We’re on vacation. That in and of itself is a gift of relaxation. I had become rather snippy the first weeks of January, which is always a sign that I need a reset. I’m still noticing some sharp edges that have yet to be smoothed completely, but the warm air, the sun and the tranquil atmosphere are working their magic.

There’s a simple ease to being in the Caribbean. Being able to swim with my mask adds a layer of delight as this vacation kneads the knots of stress from my body, mind and soul. Sometimes in life there’s a simple fix that changes an experience from okay to wonderful. That is true of my swimmers’ mask, a device that…