I used to have these elaborate theories that maybe there was something about the movement of the body and the water that magically sparked a deeper consciousness. But I’ve really come to realize the obvious thing, which is that these are simply the most unburdened spaces in my life, the moments in which I have the greatest uninterrupted intimacy wi... See more

During an evening swim through big, slow swells, I floated on my back and peered across at San Francisco; the sun was sink­ing directly behind the city. All I could see was the water — dark, nearly black, the way it gets at that time of day — and the scal­loped top of the city’s sil­hou­ette, like a float­ing citadel. Atlantean, in that light. I ha

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The clear river flows, slides, splashes and rolls downstream rushing between rocks that funnel the water into narrow passages curling into quiet eddies that reflect sky, clouds, and brilliant sun. On a pale spring day the silver-sided fish swim upstream fulfilling their assignment to perpetuate their lives. Look carefully. See how the current somet

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