Once a year I swim through Lake Anza, passed the lines and signs saying "No Swimming, No wading". Over to the big rock and once all around. I leave all regrets, wrong turns, things said and unsaid, harm done - in the middle of the lake.
Sundown the water was rippled and when I got out it took me hours to warm up. I ate dinner with a fleece blanket wrapped around me and two sleeping-bags.
Spirit clean new year can begin. My favorite holiday in the Jewish tradition.