Connection With Water

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70% of a human’s body is made of water. Some people drink gallons of water daily. It is a main part of what humans are as a species. Fun fact, most people are dehydrated. Humans can only go 2 days without drinking water. So, it’s important.

Have you ever thought of developing a connection with water? An idea of going with the flow, connecting to the part of us that is calm. Tranquility is so important!

Growing up, I was lucky to be taught how to swim. Good at everything except freestyling, I always feel so weird doing that. My dad was an amazing swim teacher. He even got me and my brother into the YMCA! Thats where my brother learned how to swim. I was in 12 feet waters at age 10. Every Wednesday. My connection to water was wonderful.

I’m someone who believes that water has a deeper meaning than we think. I believe that water is what makes humans what we are.

There are many forms of practice that involve connecting to the flow or moving like water. Thinking like water, developing a sense of knowledge of water is important as well.

My dad taught all kinds of people how to swim. He saved lives in the water. I’m so happy that he was able to experience that style of career. I’m thankful that my dad taught me the importance of water.

I’d lie if I said I didn’t think more of water, that the oceans are so deep that I have had a case of thalassophobia just thinking about those deep, deep sea creatures. I’d lie if I said I didn’t ever try to move like water. I think that there were a few times in my life that I wanted to really connect. When I’m at lakes, beaches and rivers, I always dip my feet in and I have the strongest desire to connect with the water, the waves, the tides.

I love watching how the waves seem to rock back and forth against the shore, in peaceful ways and even sometimes more; loud, boat rocking waves in the background further than the shoreline; right at the horizon. Sometimes I see boats in the background.

I love water. I hope to connect to it in many different ways.

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Mabon and 104 I am the Mabon girl.
I was born on September 22, at the turning of summer into autumn. And every year on my birthday, my mother raced. Her racecar was pink. Her number was 104. She raced not only for the thrill of the track, but for breast cancer awareness—turning a racecar into a moving symbol of remembrance, strength, and hope. So while I was celebrating another year of my life, my mother was carrying a message around the racetrack. Pink against mud. 104 the car was painted. An engine roaring beneath the September sky. To me, those races, wearing hot pink; became part of what my birthday meant. Other people might remember birthdays through candles or balloons. I remember mine through the sound of racing. Through my mother. Through that pink car. Through 104. And through the strange beauty of being born at the beginning of autumn—the season of harvest, balance, transformation, and letting go. Mabon reminds us that life is made of cycles. The track taught me something similar. You don't stay in one place. You move through turns. You cross lines. You begin again. My mother raced for awareness, carrying something bigger than herself around the track. And I grew up carrying her story with me. Maybe that's why the image feels so powerful: A mother racing beneath her daughter's September birthday sky. A pink car representing awareness. The number 104 marking its place on the track. And a daughter watching, growing, changing, becoming. Every year, the girl became older. Every year, autumn returned. Every year, the wheels turned. And the story continued. I am the Mabon girl. My birthday is September 22. My mother raced. Her car was pink. Her number was 104. And somewhere between the harvest and the racetrack, I learned that life isn't about staying still. It's about knowing when to hold on— and knowing when to turn the wheel.

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