The moment your feet first touch upon the cool wooden surface of the pier, the chill salted air washes over you, and clears your mind. The Waters of Healing soothe your sore and battle-weathered body and energy seems to seep into every pore. It is not possible to drown in these life-giving waters, as long as one is pure of heart. For those with ill intent, these waters can become the murky depths of a watery grave, but for those that are genuine of Soul, no harm shall come to them as they course through the splashing waves. It is said that when the stroke of the moonlight is at its highest accord, the image of the Goddess can be seen, a shimmering vision against the unending horizon.

You stand at the furthermost edge of the dock, and after shedding all your clothing, you raise your arms high above your head, fingertips pointed towards the heavens. As you leap high, the moonlight shimmers of off your naked skin, gleaming with the movements, as with a strong thrust,you prople yourself into the water. At the first touch, the water feels cold, but then the delicious calm tears its way thorughout your being, and the waters are suddenly warm...