04/28/2020
Our trip to Tonga to swim with whales was 6 years in the making. I daydreamed about it constantly on my commute to work. I would put a particular song on repeat and imagine the magical moments we were sure to experience unfold like a music video. It was a powerful exercise for me to will it to fruition.
What’s really interesting in my obsession with making this dream come true - to swim in the deep and wide open ocean with humpback whales - is that I have a legit phobia of being on the surface in open water. I don’t even like being in backyard swimming pools by myself! I have real panic attacks. Haha
It’s not a swimming issue. I was on swim team. It’s not even an “ocean” issue because I SCUBA dive. It’s specifically being on the surface of a large body of water. (For example, I hyperventilate when floating and waiting for the line to pull taut when I’m waterskiing)
Well.... what I can tell you is that knowing this about myself I had a lot to overcome. My desire to conquer my silly fear for this experience of a lifetime was an experience in and of itself. I am so proud of my accomplishment. I spent a week in the ocean and now I miss it!
Where I used to feel panic considering the fact that when you enter a deep body of water you can technically keep on “slipping down” because there is “no bottom”, I now miss the sensation of floating on the surface, suspended, almost like you’re in gelatin...
Where I was once anxious about not being able to see what is under the surface, now I long for the pleasure of watching light rays dance through the blue depths...
I miss the vastness of it, which is all so weird because that is the epitome of what totally freaked me out before!
Was I still pretty nervous before drop ins? Yeah. But I miss that feeling of being nervous and doing it anyways. The rush of facing a debilitating fear face-on all-in... Literally jumping in the deep end!
I miss the sensation.