Tomorrow I am flying off to Tanzania, Africa for 3 weeks. It doesn’t feel like I’m climbing the rungs to an Olympic size diving tower platform, but it’s no jump off the “low dive” at the community swimming pool either. In the Olympics, there is a diving board that is sized in-between the high dive and the 1 meter diving board.
It’s the 3 meter diving board.
I’m climbing that ladder as I prepare myself for Africa, and while I’m not freaking out (like I would with the high dive) I am well aware that I am willfully jumping into deep waters.
Those waters are teaming with some adorable little Nemo-style clownfish but also with some fearsome great white sharks. Traveling to Africa, I’m certain to dive into waters of uncertainty, inconvenience, fear, and frustration, but also into waters of mystery, knowledge, joy, experience, relationship, expectation, delight, and discovery.
Sure, I might belly flop. But given my genuine love for travel and adventure, I believe that in the end my trip to Africa will be judged as a perfect 10 swan dive with a splash-less finish.
dive off that board, wink at the nimos, tickle those sharks, hug the octopi & snack on the seahorses. well, maybe not the last.
ReplyDeleteas always, you inspire.
i will be thinking of you & your journey while i am on mine. and you may have even planted a seed in me to write a blog of my hike in england...
xo,
adee
Yes, good idea! You should write a pub blog every evening when you finish your hiking. Come to think of it, I want a pub blog. Next trip.... Hey, E and V came over tonight and we missed having you with us. But we celebrated YOUR adventure too and want to hear about it in August. Love and hugs- Mel
ReplyDeletewow - i have the coolest friends ever!
ReplyDeletehope you are enjoying the adventure. Looking forward to hearing all about it and living vicariously through you. enjoy!
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