Dive Article written by Compass' mermaid Restuning Sandini as published in GuidePost Magazine
In my first splash here, I have something to admit. I have an addiction. To the ocean, that is. There is this magic that the ocean does. The moment that the waves kiss my feet. I would immerse my body and suddenly these commotions happen over me. My heart bounces with excitements, warm feelings rush through my blood veins, I feel embraced by the water. Safe like I was back in the womb of the ocean. So much love, so much sensations. And then, puff, it all goes silent. Like a river flow streaming fast and vigorously, and ending in calm lagoon. Peace. I am home. I belong.
This peaceful feeling is what drives me back and back again to the ocean. Like Frosty Hesson said in Chasing Mavericks:
We all come from the sea, but we are not all of the sea. Those of us who are, we children of the tides, must return to it again and again, until the day we don't come back leaving only that which was touched along the way.
The ocean can stir us up sometimes, but then there is something enthralling about the ocean. The salty crust that dries on your skin. The curly messy hair. The tingling on your toes when the waves kiss your feet. Rarely I see people without sparks in their eyes and glow in their face after a day on the sea. The energy of the ocean heals. So healing that I started to teach yoga on the stand-up paddle board, floating on it. Feeling the ocean glides through my fingers, love just fills up my heart. In fact, the very reason I came to Timor-Leste was its underwater world (Thanks to Wayne Lovell). And now, living in this beautiful country, despite of its marvelous underwater world, I realize that some of us don’t have plenty opportunity to immerse in it, so here I am, splashing others so that we all get a glimpse of what it is that drives some of us back and back again to the ocean. And if you have been away from home for too long, maybe one day I can take you back “home”. Love and Peace,
Unieng – Restuning Sandini