Jailbird Freedom

So I’m doing laps in the indoor pool.


And out of the corner of my eye, I see this bird swoop in overhead.


But it’s not outside, it’s inside the building enclosure. 


The bird dived in through an open door.


Now it was stuck inside. 


It perched itself on a shelf overlooking the outdoors.


But it was stuck behind the glass walls.


The lifeguard tried to swoop it out with the sticks, brushes, and nets for cleaning the pool.


But this bird wasn’t going anywhere. 


I asked if it was injured or sick.


He said that the bird was scared, which made sense. 


Over and over again, the lifeguard tried to coax the bird out.


Finally, it took flight and headed straight into another glass pane–BONG–and fell down–SPLAT–onto another ledge. 


The lifeguard and I looked at each other — asking whether the bird was still alive or not.


I suggested he call for help, and the advice he was given was just to leave it alone and that eventually, it would find its way out. 


It was time for me to go, but I am still thinking about that trapped bird.


If you love something, you have to let it free.


Everyone and everything should be free (unless they’ve abused that freedom).


Free to come and go, free to express themselves, free to choose, free to act.


Sometimes, when you’re free you run into trouble or into a glass pane.


You need to find your way out and home again to freedom. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

What’s With The Water

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At this time of some major hurricanes hitting the USA (first Harvey, and now approaching IRMA and Jose)…


I have been remembering from the other day when I was in the pool, but I had a very different experience from usual. 


Yes, I was swimming hard and disciplined doing my laps.


But my mind decided to focus on the water.


Just the water…nothing else. 


I literally blanked out the world around me…no pool, no exercise, no other people, no current events, no random thoughts.


I just put all my senses unto the water itself. 


The cool softness of the water as it glided over my hands and body. 


The subtle resistance of the water, yet the buoyancy it provided. 


The waves and current as the water flowed around my body moving crisply through it.


The healing purity of the water physically and spiritually. 


I imagined the clearest and cleanest water, and how it quenches our thirst and washes everything in the world clean again. 


Water, earth, wind and fire…the wisdom and perfection of them and us cannot possibly be random events, but they are testament to the genius of our Creator. 


Thank you G-d especially for the water in the time, place, and amount that is for a blessing–and as a series of strong hurricanes continue to roar towards your people, let it be merciful. 


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Water Cross

This was so fun in the pool.


The water was on and it was almost like a really high-speed jet jacuzzi. 


The cool water was rushing at me and splashing in my face and it was a nice moment of relaxation and feeling of life. 


For those who have been to the mikvah, it felt refreshing and like a renewal of spirit. 


Just in jest…when I look at this, I can’t help noticing that it almost looks like Jesus on the cross. 


Except, thank G-d no nails, torture, or Roman Legion involved in this. 😉


(Source Video: Dannielle Blumenthal)

To Little Jonah

Butterfly

So swimming in the pool, I meet little 7-year old Jonah. 


He sort of made himself known to me when he decided he wanted to race me on the swim board.


I was going just a little faster–and I reminded him that I had a key competitive advantage, fins. 


He said, “Darn I should have brought mine!’


He asked how old I was, and I said a little older than you. 


Not satisfied, he pressed the question, saying “I can tell you are an adult.”


So I had to cave and admit that, and pointing to my heart, added that “I am young at heart.”


Jonah’s in 1st grade, and wanted to know what grade I was in. 


His guess was 4th grade, and I said “That’s about right.”


Jonah is from New Orleans visiting his grandmother for Passover. 


She was watching him in the pool and smiling with grandmotherly nachos, ear-to-ear.


I told Jonah to make sure to treat his grandmother nicely. 


But Jonah at this point had jumped into my swim lane and was in mock superhero fighting mode, and said “I want to punch you.”


I thought to myself, hmm it’s not only my wife that feels that way (LOL).


Anyway, it was clear that I had made a new friend with Jonah, who was off bobbing up and down in the water well over his head. 


Bye Jonah–have a good time visiting for Passover. 


(Source Photo: Dannielle Blumenthal)

Old Pool Out, New Pool In

Pool Makeover
So the pool is getting a major makeover. 



That’s what happens when it starts to get some cracks. 



It had to be drained a couple of weeks ago. 



Then they came in with drills and have been ripping up the pool and removing the floor and sides ever since. 



Next up a brand new coat of swimming pool — concrete and tiles. 



Followed by a top-to-bottom cleaning and shining up until it’s spick and span.



Right now it looks so gross, but when it’s done it will be awesome again.



Can’t wait–I need my laps and hydrotherapy. 😉



(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Iced Pool BUT Hot Tub

Hot Tub
So I learned this vacation that some people really seem to enjoy temperature extremes.



These folks on the left are in the outdoor steaming hot tub.



However, see the pool next to them on the right–it’s nearly completely frozen over (and it would be except for a fireplace at the other end of the pool deck)!



The temperature outside a frosty 19 degrees fahrenheit.



Yes, for those who know me…I keep the air conditioner on in the Winter (true).



But even I didn’t bare it all in Santa Fe in December–at least not yet! 😉



(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Cool Cat

Cat
So yesterday I was coming home from the fitness center/pool.



I was wearing shorts and pool shoes even though it was only in the 30’s-40’s temperature out. 



This large man with a Texas accent stops me to ask how I can dress like that around Winter time.



And it’s particularly funny, because there is another man overhearing this conversation next to us wrapped up in no less than 2 coats/layers.



So I say in a lighthearted way “I guess that I just have warm blood, so the temperature doesn’t really bother me.”



He says, “Uh, in Florida, when it goes into the 60’s, people start shivering and bundling up down there.”



I smile, and say “Well maybe we’re just different people.”



Then he goes, “I like that–I like people that think different! You know why, [and he pauses and repeats again] you know why?”



I look at him sort of eyes wide open at this point waiting to hear his explanation to the build up. 



And he says, “Because it means they don’t give a sh*t what other people think!”



At that point we both started nodding and laughing. 



Maybe you had to be there, but I think you can probably envision this sort of nutty scene.  😉



(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)