Being down, looking up

Not only do I want to be able to fly, I want to breathe under water. It’s another world down there. It’s like being in a magical watery space land. The expansiveness goes on forever yet where ever you turn there are a million little stories peeping out from the coral or swimming by you.  I can never get enough time down below. But if I could breathe underwater I could stay down in that magical place, exploring and watching that world forever!

How cool is that feeling of weightlessness. Of being the wrong way round, upside down under a big watery blanket. I love blowing bubbles and watching them float to the surface escaping into that other world.

Peace.