I joined the YMCA a few months ago to use the pool for therapy on my ailing knee as well as exercise. I love the water.
It has proven to be one of the best decisions I’ve made in a while. Three weeks in and the swelling was down by 80%. After six weeks I no longer wore my brace. Now I love going for the exercise and the relaxation.
It was lovely to enter and see the impact I made. Every ripple was because of me. As I walked in I moved my arms to watch the waves begin at my fingers and stretch across the length of the Olympic-sized pool.
Similar to a freshly snow-covered field or a beach smoothed by the tide, the stillness and smoothness is lovely. And being the one to make the first mark or print or wave is somehow exhilarating. I’m not sure why. Perhaps it is the child in us that refuses to age.
Or perhaps it is because we love to have impact.
Impact on the sandy shore, the snowy field, or the smooth lake. Or impact on our world.
It is restful to look out at the smooth, peaceful lake. But it is delightful to toss a rock and watch the rings move out in concentric circles. Effecting a change is fulfilling.
I believe that some make negative ripples because they don’t know how to make positive ones, or perhaps they received more feedback from the negative while growing up.
The kind of impact we are responsible for is up to us. Go … have an impact today.
Make a ripple. Heck, make a wave!