staceyp-rn
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I just got back from an absolutely incredibly wonderful dive vacation in Australia. I went by myself and had the opportunity to live, blow bubbles, compare cameras, equipment, history and thoughts with a total of 70 other divers from all around the globe over the course of my 5 weeks there. It was awesome, anyway
Here's my thought, questions, thread etc.
I was looking at pictures and trying to explain to those who either are very young (my sons -both divers) or non-divers, the intimacy I feel while diving with what are virtually total strangers (or what I like to call "Friends I hadn't met yet") I never once thought twice about the fact that when I decided to go off and dive with a buddy I was putting my life in this person's hands and they were giving me the privilege as well. I know that after a particularly beautiful, awesome dive, it felt like I shared something unique and wonderful with this person I barely knew.
Example: I was diving in Western Australia with about 10 other divers, when we saw three humpbacks -2 adults and a calf. It felt (to me) that a hush fell over all of us and that sense of wonder and excitement bound us together.
My sons accuse me of waxing philosophic and spiraling into my hippie childhood roots.
Which is it? Am I the only one that after spending over a month with a number of strangers for different periods of time, feel like there's a closeness, a trust that is lacking in my relationships with people I share other passions with- (diving's not my only passion-just one of the biggest)
Fuzzy or fact?
Stacey
"under the sea, under the sea, life would be sweeter...
Here's my thought, questions, thread etc.
I was looking at pictures and trying to explain to those who either are very young (my sons -both divers) or non-divers, the intimacy I feel while diving with what are virtually total strangers (or what I like to call "Friends I hadn't met yet") I never once thought twice about the fact that when I decided to go off and dive with a buddy I was putting my life in this person's hands and they were giving me the privilege as well. I know that after a particularly beautiful, awesome dive, it felt like I shared something unique and wonderful with this person I barely knew.
Example: I was diving in Western Australia with about 10 other divers, when we saw three humpbacks -2 adults and a calf. It felt (to me) that a hush fell over all of us and that sense of wonder and excitement bound us together.
My sons accuse me of waxing philosophic and spiraling into my hippie childhood roots.
Which is it? Am I the only one that after spending over a month with a number of strangers for different periods of time, feel like there's a closeness, a trust that is lacking in my relationships with people I share other passions with- (diving's not my only passion-just one of the biggest)
Fuzzy or fact?
Stacey
"under the sea, under the sea, life would be sweeter...