I close my eyes and follow the tide to immerse myself in the blue dimension. Silence. My heart beating fast and the sound of my breath turns into bubbles. Ingravity.
I try to open my eyes again, blurred lines of seaweed and small goldfish swimming around. My feet drive me to the depth, my arms guide me through the deep blue. Stillness and vacuum strokes.
And again the beat of my heart and the sound of my breath, both fogging my googles. Blurred lines of rocks and octopuses and a jellyfish.
I feel my lungs. But the bubbles go down and there’s sand in the sky. Calm down.
I let my body float, as a piece of wood in the middle of the ocean. And my legs and arms start floating. My lungs need air and so I open my mouth to get out of the shallow water and breath again.
From birth, man carries the weight of gravity on his shoulders. He is bolted to earth. But man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free – Jaques Ives Cousteau.