Before my view is a lake, not anything of particular note, but beautiful nonetheless. Something within me pulls me forward and I find myself stepping slowly into the water. The first step sends a shiver down my spine as my body responds to the cool water. The second step is grounding. Third step and I feel the water reaching a little higher to where my whole foot is now submerged and I feel the line of the water around my ankles.
As I step further and further I notice the feeling of the bottom of the lake. It is a slimy mud that squishes between my toes. Each step I take my feet sink a little deeper inside. Once the water has reached my knees I pause and look around me. The trees surrounding the lake seem to be dancing to the whistle of the wind. I sway back and forth mimicking their motions. My hands draw across the top of the water creating ripples and sending little sprays of water around me. A smile crosses my face and I sit, plunking into the water creating a wonderful splash.
It is here that I find myself now, sitting and experiencing. I breathe deeply taking in all the sights and smells that surround me. My eyes become heavy and I let them drift to a close. My mind is quite and I notice the dirt and mud sinking back to the floor of the lake, resting on my as it makes its journey to the bottom. Small particles that make up the existence of my experience. I take a moment to feel it all.
When my eyes slowly open I see the water around me still, as a sheet of glass. The reflection of the trees contrast the translucent water I am peering through. Still and quite, I find myself alive.
Soul Spilling 