Early this morning, in the still fog between sleep and waking, my mind was flooded with the following thoughts: There are many people who, I believe, are content to bob along on the surface of life…cruising around, riding the waves, checking out the sights, tying up and partying with other boats, interacting with all of the other surface floaters. This experience, I’m sure, is a great ride but I fear these people miss out on the wonders and beauty hidden in the depths of the water.
As I was vacuuming my downstairs later this morning, I pondered these early morning revelations. I began to think about approaching life from the flip side, as a deep sea scuba diver. These are the treasure hunters. They explore the depths of the water, turning over rocks, uncovering priceless trinkets, hidden in the dirt for years. This kind of expedition is too intimidating and exhausting for some. For others, it is exhilarating and fulfilling.
I guess for those individuals, like myself, who tend to spend most of their time in scuba gear, it is important to remember that we can only stay under water as long as our oxygen tanks will allow. We have to train ourselves to recognize the warning signs of oxygen depletion…the disorientation, the blurred vision. We have to come to the surface in order to fill our lungs with life-giving , head-clearing air. It is only at the surface that we can refill our tanks in preparation for our next diving venture...and while we are there, we might as well join in the party.
