By
Dwight C. McLemore
Director The School of Two Swords
2001
Yorktown, Virginia
Any possibility to put some Zen focus into my
first experience with 'Dousing' was lost when my wife followed me out
into the backyard. " What exactly do you plan to do?" She inquired
closely observing me fill the plastic buckets from the local Dollar
Store. The interrogation continued as I carefully placed the buckets
in a neat row and removed my sandals and robe. Jeneene has always
been an incredible wife; always supportive of my work with The School
of Two Swords and this affectation I've had with edged weapons. Never
a complaint when a new weapon went up on the walls of her house or
the long weekends she endured attending seminars with me. Now, from
her tone, I could see she was rapidly approaching the saturation
point and somewhat doubted my sanity. " I've had one 'Hell' of a Day
already and now you are going to do What ?" Once again I explained,
trying to use all those persuasive words that my friend Pete Kautz
had used on the Alliance web-site. "What was that Russian's name ?"
I forgot it immediately when my bare feet hit the cold ground.
Eyeing the surgery scar on my chest and with a look as cold as the
ground, she inquired . " You want me to just call 911
..Right?
Well, that was enough, I had some doubts about this anyway and
besides, it takes a whole hell-of-a lot of courage to pour cold water
over one's head while standing outside in 40 degree temperature.
"Just hold my damn robe and be prepared to hand me the towel." I
growled, sprinkling water from my hands onto my face.
A couple of Chi breaths and I was ready. The first bucket was a jolt
but after that my breathing became smooth. Yes, it was cold, no
doubt about that but my mind was definitely clearer . The second
bucket did not have the same affect, again chilled but the effect of
it coursing down my body was very smooth and almost soothing. The
third and final bucket was a different feel entirely, it was almost
warm. I felt that if I had used five buckets the final one would
have really felt great.
A quick towel-off and into the house with my relieved wife. " No dear, I did not die !" In fact, I felt great ! The normal aches and pains in my back and knees were gone interesting. Probably the most profound feeling was a wonderful presence of mind and none of the after work stupor that normally accompanies my evening work-outs. I rolled though my stretching and breathing exercises with new energy. My work-out was the best in years. I felt like I was 18 again .well maybe 35. One thing for sure this there is something definitely going on with cold water therapy. I don't have all the answers but I will tell you this, it is now a regular part of my health regiment and will continue so.