I'd always wanted to swim with dolphins. Since I was seven years old and visiting Granny Meyer in Miami, seeing a pod of them (are they called pods?) jumping out in the distance. I remember something of me ached then - actually I wanted to BE out there with them, jumping, diving and swimming with them. Maybe I thought I WAS a dolphin. Looking back on different childhood thoughts, I now realize some of those thoughts probably weren't too 'normal,' but were definitely "Susie" thoughts that make sense to me as an adult.
So this trip I made sure to book our dolphin experience, and thought for sure I'd be moved to tears by the beauty of it all, but oddly enough, when I waded into the water and saw Dixie the Dolphin swimming toward me, that big dolphin smile on her face, I felt that something deep inside of me again, but this time it was a memory. I can't quite grasp the memory, but being there yesterday brought something full circle. When I touched Dixie's back, I know I'd not only gotten a ride with the dolphins, holding onto their fins, but had ridden on their backs. I don't know how I know that - I just remember that part of it. I also remember being underwater for a really long long time (aka "Whale Rider") without needing to breathe air. I breathed, but it was somehow a mix of air with the water. I don't even know what I'm saying as I'm typing this, I only know this is part of my memory. I felt Dixie's warm tail, and I remember hugging a warm dolphin, her rubbery body as familiar as my own. How could this be? I'd never done it. Right - THIS lifetime. My first thought was "Lemuria" maybe Atlantis - I don't even know anymore, as all of this is blurring together into one feeling in my body. I felt it again today as we pulled up to our condo in Naples and smelled the ocean air. I've smelled it countless times before this, but this time I felt like I was somewhere else, smelling this smell, only this time it was my Home. Again, I don't know what it means, but it means something different this time around, and I'm glad I'm where I am in my understandings so I can feel it in this new way, and maybe get more information about the bigger picture. Because at the end of the day, I'm always interested in the bigger picture.
I wonder what else I'll be feeling in a different way? I wonder if it has anything to do with these absolutely strange, bizarre dreams in the midst of restless nights with disturbed sleep patterns? Probably, most likely. I'm just riding the waves, my friend, these days, keeping my eyes wide open and walking boldly through my fears. So far it's working, and I feel myself expanding with every brave act. It's about time, perfect timing at the perfect time. Besides, what is deja vu but that new kind of time we now find ourselves increasingly experiencing? It's deja vu all over again... and again... and...
Monday, March 1, 2010
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