Rock Me Mama
This entry was posted on 1/20/2010 4:39 PM and is filed under Around the World.
I am on a ship that rocks. It rocks so deeply that office chairs go running into walls and pitchers of water slide off the table. It is a constant and deep sway. We are on the fastest passenger ship in the world, headed for Hawaii. But right now, we are going slowwwww......twelve knots to be exact. So, with ten to fifteen foot swells, going slowly, we rock deeply. Last night, my books, singing bowl and a little paper cup with water and a Mexican rose, slid off onto my floor. And Lizzie's dinner careened right off the table; along with her juice tonight. The rocking has made me sleepy, almost calm. And today, a professor asked me how I am, and I hesitated, not knowing how to respond. And then he offered, "Serene?" YES! That is it. Serene. Sometimes it is hard for me to recognize. The rocking of this ship is like being held by a big mama. I have felt everything from total insecurity to ecstasy, all in one breath. I need some nurturing. Don't we all? A little comfort amidst our humanity.
The ship moves with the ocean. I see the wave swell up, and the ship moves with it. I see the water go down, the ship goes deeper. I am smack dab right in the middle of the flow. And She rocks me into serenity. Like the mama inside.
