Over 10,000 years in the making, this crater formed when melting snow on the Wasatch Mountains seeped deep within the earth. Two miles below the surface, the earth’s interior heated the water. As it percolated upward, it picked up minerals, which were then deposited on the surface — eventually forming the volcano-shaped limestone deposit called The Homestead Crater.
I first experienced the crater years ago as part of a women's retreat. We went in the middle of winter, the air so frigid and ground so frozen it made my whole body clench in tightness. It almost felt counter-intuitive to be doing this activity- swimming, outside, in the stagnating cold? It's a metaphor for life, the things that keep us rigid, protective, shut down can only be loosened by stripping down and climbing outside of our comfort zone. In silent meditation we each slipped quietly into the warm and welcoming water. The stillness in the crater softened me, like a huge exhale. Sky above me, water around me, earth below me- a fire begins to spark within me.
My friend (@scabology) and facilitator at the retreat recounted the experience beautifully: Lying back with my hands behind my head I float weightless, my feet dangling, cradled, as if in mother earth's belly. It's a strange kind of safety; an exercise in surrender. I imagine the water tunneling deep below the earth's surface, deep into the heart of the great mother. There she gathers all things that do not serve me. All thoughts, feelings, actions, traumas, habits that I am able to surrender seem to drip from my body and fall deep into her nurturing heart. She is the great recycler. And so, she lovingly gathers all things heavy, dark and useless and makes them light, green and full again.
When I look across the water I see all the retreat women, lying back, awake in their own silence. The power of this small group of women is so indelible that everyone else in the crater is either silent or whispering. No one wants to interrupt the peace we have made in this sacred space, no one except the salt-n-pepper haired man making jokes about waking the dead.
The truth is, we did wake up.
Join me and my cohort @backpocketyoga as we shed our heaviness and release it to the healing waters of the Homestead Crater.
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