"The most beautiful emotion is the mystical. It is the power of all true art and science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead." — Albert Einstein
For too many years of my life, I lived as if I were sleepwalking. I went through the motions of life doing everything that I knew you were meant to do: I finished high school, went to uni then detoured for a while after my mum died. I decided on a career in financial planning studying part-time diplomas, certifications and a bachelor degree whilst I successfully worked my way into an Executive Manager position at age 28.
My time in the world was spent in the office, in the car, in the apartment, in cafes, in the shoping centre, in the gym and sometimes walking around the lake. I built what I thought was the perfect life, the life I thought would make me happy except it didn’t. I ended up miserable to the point of crying almost everyday on the way to work, on the way home and at night in bed usually after my boyfriend had fallen asleep.
During this time, something wonderful happened that turned out to be my saving grace and put me on this pilgrimage path. I learned to scuba dive.
I don’t remember much of my first dive in the sea. I was really focussed on keeping the regulator in my mouth, not drowning, not running out of air and not getting lost.
It was my second dive that changed everything.Read More