My body still feels the motion of the ocean. Seven days diving in the Western Caribbean, from Utila Island, Honduras. When i wrote about this before, i was just getting started – following the childhood dream to channel Raquel Welch in that white wetsuit in “Fantastic Voyage”.
Now? It’s more than that. A lot more.
Since my brain is still scrambled, and i haven’t finished knocking the stink from the SCUBA gear, just some random thoughts on that thing that is diving…
– No longer just a thrill to breathe underwater, or see pretty colored fish, it felt different this time. i didn’t struggle to conserve air – i stayed down for an hour, with the required ‘psi’ left in the tank when i climbed back on the boat. Floating, floating, floating. The sound of my breathing. Focused on nothing other than the moment. This is as close to meditation as i will likely come.
– The little stuff. Nudibranchs. Slugs that are teeny-tiny, and wear kaleidoscopic colors. Ok, not slugs, but soft-bodied marine gastropod mollusks. One of the divers with my group is skilled at finding these – and loves sharing the joy of the little stuff. What a delight!
– Floated face to face with a green moray eel, hanging out in a coral cave. Blue eyes. Kind of reminds me of a dog. Spotted my first octopus during a night dive – watched it turn from brown to blue when i hit it with the spotlight. Blew my mind!
– “It’s like being an astronaut! I get suited up, and visit an alien world!” The words of a young diver from Arizona who spent time with our group. He’s right. i DO feel like an astronaut. And no need for diapers… Speaking of which…
– i have to wonder if there is a medical condition known as “SCUBA-Induced Incontinence”. There are two types of divers – those who pee in their wetsuits, and those who lie about peeing in their wetsuits. While diving, you pee when you need to. Made me wonder how things would be once i got back on dry land…
– Divers, in general, are folks who might have adventurous tendencies. And they also like to play! To spend a week hanging out with such folks – who find joy in being alive? A true pleasure.
More later… But for now? i need to boil my diveskin….