the free state of tranquilo

Here’s a story of calm, enlightenment, achieving your Zen-like ‘State of Tranquilo.’

Y’all knows I used to hate water, baths in particular.  Scared to death to get into pool too. Just like Dad was scared to death to get on that roller coaster. But come bath time, Dad would grab me scruff of my neck just like my mom did when I was a puppy. So I felt safe. Realized their ‘terrorism’ was in my best interest.

When I got outta bath, smelled good, blow dry my coat, beautyshop. Same process was used when I learned to swim. Panic-city at first turned into refreshing oasis on a summer day. Now I get it.

Once I got comfortable with the concept of a bath, a shower, a swim, realized those experiences enabled the freedom to ‘leave this world for a while.’

Water is a means of cleansing, calming. And Dad says “una ducha para la mente, y el alma.” A cleansing of your mind and soul.

Calm, relaxed, everything get libre. That’s what Latinos call “Tranquilo.” It’s a Zen-like state.

South American Getaway exposed me to ‘The Free State of Tranquilo.’

Enlightened, calm, cleansed got me free.