Many paths appear to as difficult as getting up to this rock window and than climbing through it. We would often travel up Catalina Highway to Summerhaven to admire the mountain views. Over the years, I saw the gaping hole fill with growing bushes. I knew that getting up to it would be a difficult climb perhaps even for a hiker. The view from there must be fantastic. I am not a mountain climber, so the task of getting up there is impossible for me. Yet, the window rock continues to capture my imagination. I wonder what metaphor it’s rough surfaces and the brilliant blue beyond holds for me in this new state of my life. I am exploring not through the mountain window rock but through the lens of a widow. I am looking forward to engaging in new work and with new activities.
For more than two decades, I managed both private and public swimming pools, created aquatic programs, taught swimming classes for all ages and abilities, worked with people in the water individually. But I never lost touch with the body connection. In my career as spiritual care provider I was aware of the intricate sacred connection between the body and the spirit. Caring for one does not mean excluding or in any way diminishing the need of either one.
My first step is to bring my body-practices in sync with my spiritual ministry.Water is the place to begin this syncing of ministries for body and soul.
I enjoyed the loving emotional and financial support of a loving and faithful partner in all my endeavors for the past forty-six years. Now, on my I having to find my inward support.