The Spirituality Of Diving

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Well said. We just got back from Key Largo and I experienced the very thing that you wrote about. I don't think I'll ever outgrow that feeling of total relaxation and freedom underwater.
 
You're absolutely right on the money. I can sometimes achieve that out of reality feeling on a ride, but I always achieve that on evey dive. It really is a visit to an alien world.


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I remember the first time I saw garden eels in Thailand. I thought I was on another planet.
 
Thank you to Sabbath and Grateful Diver both! You both expressed very clearly how I have felt about diving since my first plunge beneath the surface. GD....the poem is incredible!
 
I wrote this a few years back ...

(with apologies to John Prine)

Woke up this morning, put on my flippers
Stepped off the dive boat and died
And oh, what a feelin when I hit that deco ceilin'
And my entrance into heaven was denied

Ol' St. Peter he did say, Bob it happened this old way
You task-loaded and didn't use your head
And all the angels said when you grabbed your deco reg
You should've grabbed the other one instead

So please don't bury me down in that cold, cold ground
Just drop my body overboard and let the current take me down
Just send me on that final dive, and leave me down below
Talk about my death on the internet if folks really wanna know

Well give my tanks to the hoovers, cuz they really need the air
Give my wings to the angels, they can use another pair
Give my drysuit to a passing seal, it'll fit 'em anyway
Hang my regs on wooden pegs and throw my mask away

But please don't bury me down in that cold, cold ground
I'd rather be dropped overboard and have the current take me down
Just send me on that final dive, and leave me down below
Talk about my death on the internet if folks really wanna know

... Bob (Grateful Diver)

Bob,

We may not always agree on the "how" of diving, but I think we share the same love for the sport. Maybe the same fish will eat us :wink:
 
I totally feel all these posts. It didn't truely hit me until after I was out of open water class. I was diving Shark's Cove on Oahu with my dive buddy. In between the Orange/Blue glowing crabs, the monster Uhu, and my own private thoughts, I looked up and saw the sun's rays filtering through the water and it was a breath of fresh air. This was what diving is all about.

Appreciate the posts, folks. Can't wait to get under the water again.

Peace,
Greg
 
GD....the poem is incredible!

Thanks ... I'm into parody ... I once did one for the DIR divers ... :D

... Bob (Grateful Diver)
 
"From birth man carries the weight of gravity on his shoulders ... But man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free. Buoyed by water, he can fly in any direction — up, down, sideways — by merely flipping his hand. Underwater, man becomes an archangel." Jacques-Yves Cousteau

PS - I think he meant women too.
 
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