I used to be so scared of scuba diving. I was that girl that started screaming and splashing about if I saw so much as a goldfish near any part of my body. But after a fantastic scuba diving trip in the Grand Cayman Islands of the Caribbean, I realized that there is a certain magic to being in the midst of thousands of underwater creatures. There is an entire world underneath the surface of the ocean and even when land collides with sea, when tourists with their plastic flippers and underwater cameras decide to jump into that vast underwater world and bring all of their chaos with them, there is no disorder. There is just calm, peace, quiet. The fish continue about their simple lives, adapting to the swaying, submerged bodies. It is pure and simple acceptance of a chaotic collision between two opposite worlds. If that kind of immediate adaptation and acceptance could be bottled and distributed, the human race would surely be hurting less and loving more. 

I used to be so scared of scuba diving. I was that girl that started screaming and splashing about if I saw so much as a goldfish near any part of my body. But after a fantastic scuba diving trip in the Grand Cayman Islands of the Caribbean, I realized that there is a certain magic to being in the midst of thousands of underwater creatures. There is an entire world underneath the surface of the ocean and even when land collides with sea, when tourists with their plastic flippers and underwater cameras decide to jump into that vast underwater world and bring all of their chaos with them, there is no disorder. There is just calm, peace, quiet. The fish continue about their simple lives, adapting to the swaying, submerged bodies. It is pure and simple acceptance of a chaotic collision between two opposite worlds. If that kind of immediate adaptation and acceptance could be bottled and distributed, the human race would surely be hurting less and loving more.