As I was pondering what D location to post about today, I read JT's description of Doran Beach, CA, here and decided I would love to visit Doran Beach - her pictures and description were wonderful. I love Northern California and the ocean and I would very much like to invite JT to join me on the beach for some walking and talking and other "sand in our toes" sort of activites.
But instead of using Doran Beach as my topic, I decided to go back to the original thought I had when the letter D popped into my head today - deep sea diving. I would love to try it. It would mean facing a few fears, that's for sure. There is the fear of all things hiding in that deep blue...but there is also the fear of being deep under water, trusting a tank of oxygen to keep me alive. From reading some of my posts, one might suspect I'm a fearful person - that is not true at all. Or at least not true to the observer and honestly I don't think of myself as fearful because I can force myself to do some stuff that scares the bejesus out of me. The contradiction is that I sometimes force myself to do things that scare me willingly, because I so much want the experience. Another good example would be bungee jumping - there is a bridge in British Columbia that has a bungee jumping outfit, or at least they did some years back. I saw video of some folks doing it once and just so badly wanted to do it. My friend Bryan said he'd go with me, but his wife (also my dear friend), who may have been pregnant at the time, vetoed that particular conversation from going any further. I truly believe if I had the opportunity, I would find a way to force myself off that bridge, just so I could say I did it. I suspect I would feel the same if the opportunity came to go deep sea diving. I don't want a cage, I don't want to just snorkel - if I'm going to do it, I want to get out there and DO IT. It is hard to explain how weird it feels to write that, while the hair on the back of my neck goes up gets all prickly as the shudder runs down my back.
Going deep sea diving to overcome your ocean fears sounds similar to my plan to take flying lessons to overcome my fear of flying. ;)
ReplyDeletedid you actually do that, or is it just a thought like mine? If you did, did it work?
DeleteOh, it was totally just a thought. Not a financial possibility for the foreseeable future, unfortunately. ;)
DeleteThis line, "there is the fear of all things hiding in that deep blue" could have been written by me. I so get that! And trusting a tank of oxygen? I don't think so!
ReplyDeleteI know the terror of the deep. Once, my family took a house-boat across a flooded dam. Here and there, the tips of pines poked through the water, but in other spots, the water was miles down. I felt pure terror in that water.
ReplyDeleteScary! I can't truly even comprehend water miles down where there is only supposed to be a lake or a stream or nothing. Kind of like being at a mountain ski resort and realizing those are just the tops of trees poking through the many feet of snow. Surreal!
DeleteI will go deep sea diving with you!!!! Or, how about we go sky diving? I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to do that but everyone says NO! You can't Really? Why not? I want to do those things that scare me -
ReplyDeletemost of the time. The things that really scare me? Like leaving my work to spend more time in other pursuits? That doesn't happen. Too real. Sky diving or deep sea diving? scary adventures but not real. Make sense?
I will sky dive with you. But truly scary things - like talking about my REAL feeling, in REAL time, with the person involved? Nope - too scary/risky/terrifying.
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