I love the water.
It always amazes me that I can be out of the water for over 8 months or more, then hop into a pool and swim half a mile without a pause. I am part fish.
Fortunately, there's a beautiful Y a couple of miles down the street and the pool is fantastic. So are the lifeguards. So are my fellow swimmers. I'm grateful, happy and reminded of my post last year after my final swim in the Atlantic after a year at the beach, To My Fellow Swimmers.
The 2001 statement by the Oraibi Hopi Elders from which I took that title is permanently posted above my computer. I'll run it again just in case you missed it last year.
To My Fellow Swimmers
You have been telling people that this is the Eleventh Hour.
Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour.
And these are things to be considered…
Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.
It is time to speak your truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for your leader.
This could be a good time!
There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river,
keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.
See who is in there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves.
For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.
The time of the one wolf is over.
Banish the word ’struggle’ from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
—Statement of The Elders, Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation
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