“The ocean is the lifeblood of Earth, covering more than 70 percent of the planet’s surface, driving weather, regulating temperature, and ultimately supporting all living organisms. Throughout history, the ocean has been a vital source of sustenance, transport, commerce, growth, and inspiration.” And yet, “To date, we have explored less than five percent of the ocean.”
Spiritually, the ocean is a moody entity. At times, cold. During storms, this cold can seem either inhospitable or mischievous – challenging as a dare. Come on, it taunts. Are you afraid of the cold? Come play! Sometimes, the ocean seems angry – as if, no matter how lovely it looks, there lurks a menace just below the surface. Keep out, it whispers. You are not welcome here. I listen, I won’t go in past my ankles when the ocean’s being like that. It feels like rejection. But at other times, warm, gentle waves coax me further into the ocean’s watery embrace. It is at these times I feel as if I could slip into the waves and swim towards the horizon. Or at least as far out as the shrimp boats.
Oddly, I’ve never had a great desire to learn SCUBA diving. All that apparatus seems terribly constraining. I’d rather sprout scales and fins.
“Under the sea… under the sea… Darling it’s better, down where it’s…” Wait, what? We let kids sing that?
I would love to stay in an undersea hotel, or dine in an undersea restaurant, like this one in Maldives: