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Two Step Bay ranges from a few feet deep to over one hundred feet deep off to the right side from the entry point. As my body gained its natural comfort in the water I found myself floating timelessly above and within a whole new world teeming with active life force energy. I immersed myself in it; nothing else existed in those precious moments as I became one with the ocean. There were myriad schools of fish being playfully pushed by the ocean’s fairly strong currents. Coral dripped off of ancient lava outcroppings like billowing gardens blooming with color, all throughout the bay. Fish of all sorts and shapes darted into and out of jagged lava canyons, and a large shark routinely rests down upon the sand half-way out from shore.

Off to the left I find feeding grounds for many sea turtles! I swim with one for a short time, taking care to allow it room to breathe. It moves with such fluid grace and ease, rhythmically dancing its flippers through the open water. It comes very near me, and I am so excited as I carefully touch its shell. He swims off and I gratefully bid him farewell, as I would a beloved dance partner.

When it is time to exit the water I realize I am refreshed and totally capable of swimming for perhaps hours more. The water feels more my home than the land, and my legs ache to be back in the water as I hobble out onto the hard lava. There are no dolphins resting in the bay this first day, yet we are immensely pleased with our experiences in the water.

The overwhelming peace I felt as I left the water reminded of an experience I had years ago at the front of a vessel that took me whale watching near Boston. Like the feelings elicited by the movie Titanic, I found myself totally one with the ocean in a special and full way. My heart burst with love as I sailed above the waves, next to someone I loved, flying in a rapturous, aware state that was blissful, light and free.

After moving to Sedona a few years later, about the time that Dan and I were becoming aware that there was a Journey to be made revolving around Water Healing, a potent reader asked me: “Adele, what happened between you and the ocean in Massachusetts? You became one with the ocean that day." The memory of that whale watching experience filled me again when she mentioned it, though I actually had not thought of it in several years.

I was nearly speechless as I received this reminder that represented a great honoring and acknowledgement from the universe. I was also deeply grateful, yet somehow humbled to be part of a universe so full and gracious and willing to bestow such glorious gifts to me. The reader told me that during my experience on the boat I became “one” with the waters of the world. How fitting to be called to do Water Healing? How wonderful a blessing and how amazed I was at the psychic abilities this reader had. It was a synchronicity that furthered my resolve to extend myself in any way that served the earth, and her precious waters. I had truly found my calling.

HAWAII: SEA CUCUMBER FRIEND

After leaving our newest favorite spot in the world, we were escorted around the Island the rest of the afternoon, and had lunch by the water’s edge on the Kona coast. While adjusting to the Island’s ever-present black lava, I explored some tidal pools and connected to the sea life. I was allowed to gently pick up a creature that was new to me, a sea cucumber. After my careful inspection, Mr. Cucumber was quite happy to be placed back into his warm pool and get on with his day. The sweet and salty air of the Pacific was purifying and heavenly.

The Big Island’s lava is astounding. There are two main types of lava; aa, which is rough and sharp edged, and pahoehoe, which is a more smooth surfaced lava. Kona’s airport is literally built upon what appears to be pahoehoe, and there is so much lava visible as you fly into the Big Island that a huge part of the Island appears to be paved in asphalt! I suppose I expected sandy beaches on the Island, and considered lava an inner-island phenomena exclusive to the boundaries of Volcanoes National Park. It was quite a shock to find most areas of the Island covered by layers of hard and thick black lava, and that its folded formations routinely reached directly to water’s edge.

White rocks that probably began as coral create a marked contrast as they dot the somewhat harsh and forbidding black landscape. Many people arrange the white stones to form messages on the Island’s lava “blackboards”. It seems a very honoring if impermanent style of graffiti, and probably has a deeply rooted history. I can imagine the ancient symbols for dolphins and turtles carefully crafted upon the ocean’s black lava shores in soft white stones, only to return to the earth or the sea at the Elements' first call. next page >>