LiViNg PeAcE

Totally off topic.

Last night I dreamed that I was scuba diving. This morning, when I woke up, I realized that I love scuba diving more than anything else. I am currently an advanced scuba diver. When I tell people about this passion, they usually give me comments such as “Aren’t you scared?” or “Don’t you get tired?.” The answer is no! I love the sensation of being submerged in a completely different world. How can I not know about what has been there all along? Even when I have been down there many times, every time it feels like I still do not know what surrounds me. Everything functions differently. It is like you are suspended  in a bubble in which there is no sound. The only sound is provided by your imagination (or the sound of the instructors knife calling the divers.) Fishes surround you with their amazing colors which never fail to astonish you. The combinations are endless. They range from very dark ones, to fluorescent and bright ones. Because of lack of air, I do not have time to see every thing I would like to, but I still play with the bubbles. Playing with the bubbles never fails to make me laugh (not out loud, for the water would get into my mouth). The sensations felt when I see a new animal is indescribable. I feel vulnerable because I feel that I know nothing about the world I live in. Turtles, sting rays, sharks, lobsters, octopi, squids, crabs, moray eels, and many other animals make the fright of scuba diving worth while. The invisible air becomes blue water as you submerge in a world of adventure. A world in which everything is new and different. As I enter caves I feel a little tense. What if I run out ouf air while I am down there? Even with these thoughts in my mind, I enjoy every second of this experience.

   “Under the sea!”