Do you believe you have a spirit? If so, when do you catch up together? Perhaps it is in the morning, as you peel your socks off and wade into the chill river. The river shortens your breath and goosebumps erupt on your arms. You want to bail out. You want your pillow and warm bed and Instagram. But you keep going. Your toes slip on the mossy cobblestone rocks. You crane your head to the snow-capped mountains, the first shafts of slanted light peek over the edge. You gulp air, hurl yourself underwater, grab a large rock, and let the momentum of the river sweep your legs out from under you. Except for your gripping hands, you are weightless. At first, the muscles in your face contract, squinting eyes and clenched teeth. But after a while, your face relaxes, your heart slows, your grip softens. You let go. MUD\WTR is here to support your morning ritual, whatever that might be. . . . . . #ritual #mudwtr #drink #routine