Submerged

 Maldives was more than just a beach getaway for me .. 


Snorkeling was an almost spiritual experience ...when I lowered my head into the water suddenly I was in this magical parallel world like being transported into this serene haven so carefully and lovingly protected by this water envelop..  shutting out the noise and thought of the world above .. thoughtless existence ...only feeling ...colours that popped and innocence overflowed.. the colourful corals and bobbing fish - floating just inches above this magnifient kingdom .. with this magnified view...and only the sound of my own breathing in the background .


 That such vibrant life was thriving inches away from me or even right beneath my feet was such a revelation ...I was now wary of disturbing this quiet but majestic neighbourhood ..so that now when i was kayaking right over the shallow reefs I was wondering how many colourful little unassuming fish i was startling ...!


Plus I felt weightless ...like a different being .. my body supple and fluid .. like the water .. gently jostled by the waves .. becoming one with the water .. 

it was so beautiful bcz it was effortless 


I felt I could stay under the water for eternity. I even forgot I was breathing through a tube at times and it was not natural to be underwater ..


As long as I was under I was protected ...I did not have to deal with the world or its judgements or expectations .. This was it for me 



Snorkeling and diving in the deep sea wasnt for everyone but I could do it every day I thought .. feel the tumult of the waves shake me to my core .. and still maintain my balance .. I was proud of how unafraid I was ...I trusted the sea completely .. I felt encircled and protected in its embrace .. to the point of tranquility even as the strong waves jostled my body it simultaneously nursed my aching soul .. 


there were small sharks abundant in the water ..they were harmless and uninterested in the curious humans ..so were turtles that were such a joy to watch ..

 and we encountered a huge sting ray while snorkeling .. and yet we were calm and it was calm and it peacefully moved along its charted path ... I was surprised at this harmony .. i think fear is a needless reaction when none is threatened by the other .. 



The night we moved into the ocean villa we were so tired from the days activities we slept early ... And then I woke up at 1.30 am for no real reason ..but i was wide awake.. .. so I walked out the back of the villa that opened out into the ocean with a ladder that led right into the sea ...At first I felt a little inhibition at being there alone with the ocean and the night and unknown spirits of the ocean ...


But then the beauty of the moment left me enraptured and wonder replaced fear .. I just kneeled there right above the swirling raging waves ..gasping at the way the moonlight streaked the ocean .. 

sometimes it is essential to be alone at a moment like this to absorb it completely ...to immerse myself in it ...not to be disturbed by anyone else"s energy or judgement .. 


how the misty clouds shifted over the moon .. how blue green fish frolicked gracefully in the brilliant green blue white water. .lending their own beautiful colours to the whirlpool created by the concert of wind and water ..  how the roaring of the waves and the howling of the winds was sweeter to the ears than any orchestra that ever played ...it was the perfect symphony .. almost hypnotic ..and I felt a tear drop roll out of my eyes of its own accord ..and I loved the  wetness on my cheeks ...


I absolutely wanted to hurl myself in the ocean at that moment be submerged by it 


I felt like I knew the fish in the water .. I was one of them .. and it was torture to be on dry land when the ocean was calling 


At that moment I wholly belonged to the ocean ..and I know and have known for sometime now that is my true nature ..to be submerged

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