I yelled as I took that dive. My feet hit the board, sending its bouncing waves back to me. And up I went.
For some endless short seconds, I flew.. Like a bird tanning its back on the autumn sun. I drew my legs together, brought my arms forward..then finally arched my back. My ascending body slowly making its descent towards to the blue-waving swimming pool.
At this point, there is two things that can happen. Either I did not coordinate my body well enough and i’d definitely hit the waters flat — and for weeks, branding part of my exposed body with a horrific red slap mark (Ouch, right?) — or I had done it nice enough (for the sake of not saying perfectly done 😉 ) and i’d make soundless splash. Let’s find out..
As i start to go down, I start to question if i should arch my back more or if I should lean towards my right or my left maybe. No matter how fast my thinking was, gravity was winning the battle.
……….The big splash. The sudden disturbance in the water causes it to bubble up all around. Deeper and deeper, I sink towards the bottom of the pool. The excited screams of the kids and teens around gets replaced by a gargling, bubbling muffled water sound. Further I dive until the water starts pushing me back to the surface. I don’t want to go back just yet (I have enough air to swim across the pool).
Then a thought occurs to me. One that almost knocks air out of my lungs — an answer to a question that had been eating my brains out for a very long time. Here it is..
For a time a time now I had begun writing my book (well, truth be told, it was just couple of chapters). Before I even realized it, it was off to a good start . And no..I didn’t think it was worth sharing to the public. Because I re-read it all over again couple months later. And I had to re-write everything. Until i stopped and pushed it aside like many of my other projects
- I have always been my biggest critic in practically everything I do in life.
And all this happened while you were underwater ???
Well, yes and no. The good thing was (actually make that two of them) I had finally gotten my breakthrough (you know that door-opening mind-blowing breakthrough, the kind that made Einstein shout Eureka) — also I had done a nice dive (finally getting over my silly fear of doing a dive from a diving board …. very silly indeed 🙂 )
“Sometimes in life we take a leap of faith. Remember, the leap is not about getting from one side to the other. It’s simply about taking the leap….and trusting the air, the universal breath, will support your wings so that you may soar.” — Kristi Bowman
I knew then, that what I had been struggling to find wasn’t the name of the book or how I will finish the book. It was about finding that strength of believing in me. The title of the book would of course be featuring “Geronimo” — not like the real Geronimo (after watching the movie, I totally respect that guy) but more like in the actions of Private Aubrey Eberhardt before that jump.
Slowly I will be publishing small chapters, and bits of the book on my blog for the world to see. Tune in on Genesis for more.
Thank you for reading till the end.