“May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke I was a late bloomer to competitive swimming. When I was thirteen, I approached the coach of the local swim team and announced my desire to join. He kindly informed me that I was too old. I persisted, and he gave in.
With the river in my area, it is the undertow that is so dangerous. The top of the river looks calm and swimmers have gone in to be pulled under the water by an unseen and powerful cross-current. Local mothers also urgently warn their children of the river's dangers, but sometimes kids will swim it anyway, and we have had fatalities. The complexity of the river is a good metaphor for our times. Good article.
With the river in my area, it is the undertow that is so dangerous. The top of the river looks calm and swimmers have gone in to be pulled under the water by an unseen and powerful cross-current. Local mothers also urgently warn their children of the river's dangers, but sometimes kids will swim it anyway, and we have had fatalities. The complexity of the river is a good metaphor for our times. Good article.