I took the long way home and stopped by my favorite swimming hole. Absolutely gorgeous with water twenty degrees below freezing. This kind of water cleanses your soul! No shower or bath at home can wash this much worry, anxiety and troubles away. Secluded enough to swim without getting your shorts wet. There is something special about peeling your clothes off deep in the woods as soon as the fresh air starts to tickle your skin. As you dive in the water unencumbered by heavy swimwear freedom is realized. But the joys are not over, sitting on a warm rock allowing the sun to dry, noursh and enrich your soul.
On the way home I was thinking how clean I felt. Was it how cold the water was? How pure! The ambience?