Reach Throw

Reach.
Throw.
Row.
Go.
Tow.

The order of rescue from childhood swimming lessons. Reach. Are we the ones in the water? Or on shore? Are we the victim or rescuer? Or are we both? And can we choose? Can we step out of victim, and be grounded in who we are? Throw. Be the one who supports, who offers help, who tosses ropes to connect, to nurture relationships, to build community. Row. Without diving in. Without putting ourselves in danger of the thrashing drowning victim. Go. And when the victim is us, keeping out of our own thrashing, so we aren't pulled down. Used as a ladder for part of ourselves to stay above water, that part that keeps us under, not breathing, stuck, stopped, tangled in flailing arms, and panic. Tow. Can we stay anchored in our own boat, in our own power to make change, to create, to generate how we want to live. How we want to be alive.