Summer Reset

Minnewaska

Minnewaska

What I look for in summer, refilling my inner lake… Time with family and friends, time in between without appointments of any kind, let my thoughts wander, let ideas come to the surface, let synthesis take place, and source new energy…

Food for poetic thought, an image from the I Ching:

Tui

I Ching Hexagram 58 – Tui / The Joyous, Lake

Hexagram 58
Above Tui the Joyous, Lake
Below Tui the Joyous, Lake

The trigram Tui denotes the youngest daughter; it is symbolized by the smiling lake, and its attribute is joyousness. True joy, therefore, rests on firmness and strength within, manifesting itself outwardly as yielding and gentle. The Joyous. Success. Perseverance is favorable.

To be continued…

xxxxx  Aliss

Pool of Thought

IMG_1125This oasis was unexpectedly entrusted to my sole care this week. Ice cold turquoise water, partially shaded morning and evening, full sun at midday.

My job: cover it at night, scoop out unfortunate bees, dragonflies, the occasional frog, ants, spiders, debris…and swim between T-storms.

First time ever to have a pool all to myself. 

No need to do laps…just play in the water, any stroke or combination of moves that feels good, watching clouds and flowers mirror in ripples across the surface along with endless random mental reflections.

This is when answers to lingering questions bubble up from my deep…how to dance within certain tricky social circumstances, a better way to phrase that sentence in my writing, a thank you note to send, wishes, intuitions about future stages of my life… Unscheduled, unstructured moments are when I receive what I can only describe as signals. As if my being needed an opening in my chatter with the world to synthesize and report back, the way information sometimes comes in dreams…

To be continued

xxxxxx Aliss

It’s happening! (updated 17/07/17)

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Live Water Swimming, Bassin de la Villette, Paris Plages, Grand Opening Monday July 17th, 3pm 🙂

Paris has been working towards this for many years, well before the Summer Olympics bid, part of a long term environmental clean up and biodiversity project. What better way to raise awareness than to open a swimming area here? It’s a biofeedback loop for Parisians: water quality is monitored constantly and the pools will be closed whenever the water is unsafe. All around the enclosure displays show how this works, what sources of public and private pollution are being supervised, plant and animal species living in this water, how and why the waterway was constructed, how it has evolved… Maybe this will discourage deadbeats from throwing their refuse into the canal? Come swim and view the displays with your family, it’s a rich learning experience and a way to create a better future 🙂

http://www.thelocal.fr/20170530/take-the-plunge-paris-to-offer-free-canal-swimming-for-summer

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Smooth sailing! xxxxx Aliss

Today the water was laughing

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Bassin de la Villette, Paris 19, near the soon-to-open “Live Water” swimming area, canal so clear, I stopped in my tracks to admire fish of all sizes swimming among the plant life.

Two electric-blue dragonflies flitted in front of me, hovered and disappeared, too fast to photograph. (The fish, too, are camera-shy). When Jacques Chirac was Mayor of Paris many moons ago, he announced he’d swim in the Seine in the year 2000. It took longer than he thought, but decades of effort by local communities and the Paris city government, bio-diversity campaigns and sewage treatment, are paying off. What seemed like science fiction is actually happening.

For more information about wild flora and fauna in Paris,  “sustainable walk” apps, action steps:

http://www.paris.fr/biodiversite#balades-paris-durable_5

Beautiful posters to download:

http://www.paris.fr/biodiversite#affiches-sur-la-faune-et-la-flore-parisiennes_8

Reasons for optimism! Love xxxxx Aliss

Water Therapy, Paris Style (Sept 2 update)

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This summer, for the first time in 50 years, swimming in the Bassin de la Villette has been actively encouraged by the city on occasion, including last Sunday, as part of Paris’s bid for the summer 2024 Olympics and a larger environmental plan.

Flashback: Near the end of the last century, then-president Jacques Chirac, erstwhile Mayor of Paris, promised to swim in the Seine before the end of his mandate. A consortium of townships along the tributaries, including the canal system, formed to reduce pollution. Years passed without news as the dream receded into an indefinite future. Researching the neighborhood, I found out our local waterway was commissioned by Napoleon to provide fresh drinking water for parched Parisians, but was then defiled by sewage and manufacturing due to the Industrial revolution. For the past 5 decades, swimming was discouraged by fines. People still partook but rarely and at their own risk. A few months ago, the city announced its Olympic ambitions, including events in the canal and the Seine, starting summer 2017. The water quality has been monitored over recent years and was now supporting fish and wildlife.

Next thing I knew a preliminary swim was organized on the canal one cold June day, with a pontoon access, wetsuits on loan, showers, supervision and everything you’d expect from a modern metropolis.

Excitement started to mount and when I got back from summer vacation, news items began to appear in print and online about a long-distance race followed by open swimming scheduled for August 28th. Fanciful posters decorated billboards. The event was dubbed “La Fluctuat” from the city motto “Fluctuat Nec Mergitur” (Tempest-tossed but unsinkable):

https://www.facebook.com/events/1579965475639213/

Co-sponsored by the city and a scientific-sounding “Laboratoire des baignades urbaines expérimentales,” it was irresistible. So thousands of people, including my family and neighbors, trooped over there on Sunday and waited for the race to end and show our support by taking a dip. My peeps plopped down with lawn chairs and a cooler on the sunny side. The crowd was 4-deep along a cobbled walkway, euphoric in bathing suits and beach towels, jumping in and paddling around with floats provided by volunteers on the sidelines.

My own nautical motivation started to wane when I saw a 3-foot distance between water and embankment, with no pontoon or ladders in sight on our side. Chinning and pull-ups are not my strongest attribute. Could my friends pull me out of the water soaking wet?  My son is a strong swimmer, so I cheered when he jumped in, but kept an eye on him and hoped my water safety training wouldn’t be needed. It wasn’t. We basked in the late afternoon sunshine, surrounded by disrobed revellers. Perfect way to segue from vacation back to business after an intense year. “I can’t believe this is really happening!” “Pinch me, I must be dreaming!”  With my feet dangling in the cool water, I resolved to set up camp on the opposite side next time so I could climb in and out at will.

Then I noticed that all the lifeguards posted on surfboards during the race had disappeared. There were 2 men in wetsuits going up and down the Bassin in a zodiac, but no other safety measures. Something fishy was going on.

Sure enough, when we got home, reports in the media proclaimed that we had all braved the ban on public swimming. The “Laboratory of Experimental Urban Swims” turned out to be an association of activists whose permit application was denied by the city the day before? A huge publicity campaign had been launched without official support from the Mairie? Looks like we were a flashmob and didn’t know it…

http://pro.orange.fr/actualites/le-bassin-de-la-villette-transforme-en-piscine-malgre-l-interdiction_106393325.html

In any case, no regrets. Hot showers and soap took care of whatever may have been in the water.  We all survived to tell the tale and make history, sharing a vision of rivers and canals coming back to life even in huge metropolitan areas.

:-))))  xxxxx Aliss

Water Therapy

Since arrival from Paris, spending hours driving in triangles to connect family…whenever possible, filling my senses with these Catskill landscapes:

Awosting Falls (tiny person at top left gives an idea of scale)…DSC02874

Up the mountain to Lake Minnewaska…DSC02887

Also on the preserve, Mohonk Lake just before thunderstorm:DSC02895

Driving north, Woodstock, NY, just off Tinker Street:DSC02902

And miraculously, there are still places where the water gushes sweet and pure straight from the land (befriend the locals to find out where). Some good soul hooked up a pipe so you don’t have to crawl into a cave. We fill tanks and take them home as an alternative to slightly sulferous well water:

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No wonder the ancients worshipped springs…

To be continued… xxxxx Aliss

Stillness

DSC02479Fontainebleau Forest, winter. Stillness…..

Winter weekend about an hour south east of Paris, staying in Malesherbes, a little town nearby, at a hotel called “L’écu de France.” The word écu has linguistic cred because it originally meant a long shield or support for a heraldic coat of arms, then designated a medieval gold coin, and more recently was almost used as the official title for European currency. Thank heavens “Euro” won out because l’écu is a homonym for les culs (the asses) in French. (So we were staying at “the asses of France” = Gallic in-joke….)

Anyway, great place, modern accommodations, good food (more about that later) with outbuildings, foundations and ground floor dating back to the 17th century, timbered ceilings, a huge fireplace in the breakfast area, and a stately staircase up to the rooms. Ours was so silent, it was like an isolation pod: no humming refrigerator, no sloshing-gurgling washing machine, no fingers pounding on keyboards, no voices seeping through the bathroom wall, no doors slamming on the landing, no sirens from the street, no motors vibrating the buildings, no neighbor child practicing the saxophone…. People always remark on how calm our place is, but  I realized the sound effects are frequent, if muffled, and how strange and velvety smooth real quiet can be.

Couldn’t wait to walk in the forest… 35 million years ago it was under the ocean and over time, compressed sand formed huge boulders that cover almost 10,000 acres of the total  60,000. They huddle together like trolls turned to stone in The Hobbit. Off season is perfect, very few hikers and climbers, only the occasional trail biker. Calm, alive, natural matrix, network of living creatures, communicating in subtle ways underground and through the air. Peace.

Recalled running across a new term: “forest bathing,” translated from Japanese and Korean, meaning to spend relaxing time in the woods. (French version: “sylvothérapie“)

Highly recommended reading, how trees secrete natural antibiotics, essential oils, and other substances that heal infections, comparison of number of germs found in cities (lots) and in forests (none), beneficial effect on stress symptoms such as blood pressure…etc

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/forest_bathing

https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvothérapie

Disturbing to think that seeing the information presented scientifically is more persuasive than just being there. Are we so removed from our senses that we can only take them seriously when they’re expressed in statistics? Why not trust what we feel when we’re there?

Now the food:

Assortment of terrines made on site by the chef (pork, pheasant, rabbit)

Selle d’agneau au jus (roasted lamb saddle in mouth-watering sauce)

Fontainebleau maison (fromage blanc, mixed with whipped cream)

Pithiviers pastry (almond cake, very good with the Fontainebleau cream)

Fresh baguette bread from local bakery

Wine: Saumur Champigny (red), Saint Cyr en Bourg (Touraine), Domaine Saint-Just vinyard, Cabernet Franc grapes

Lovely service, price reasonable… Generous breakfast, full lunch menu…

Vive la France

xxxxx Aliss