I’m in love with long soaks in the tub. Submerged and slippery, moist and memorable. Every time sinking deeper into existence, shielded from the sharp edges of life. Droplets rolling, streaming earthbound to join the masses.
Oh those discards, the misfit toys, traveling away from my body. The warm liquid purging the heaviest of baggage. Leaving it all out there. Effortless. My troubles lathered and cleansed. Cleansed and cleared. Draining slowly and methodically into the underworld.
This cleanse welcomed. Held in love and acceptance. No judgement, buoyant in the lovely liquid, wonderful waves wiping away the weary. I lose myself in this space humidifying my soul. A surround sound energy of contentment flooding, swirling. Im in love with long soaks in the tub.
A Fish Named Karen 