Scuba Steve

Ok, so sweat lodge was great. Didn't cry, but realized I don't need to. I am perfectly ok with being my happy self. It was emotional for some other people though. Glad to be there holding the safe space for them. I stayed for all four doors, but sometime during the third door I found myself patting mother earth for comfort. Felt a little drugged, but still love the experience. And the moon was halfway done with the eclipse when I emerged almost 3 hours later. Would love to do it again and again; the group and the leader certainly made it special though. Officially became a yoga teacher last Friday. Parents came down to pick me up on Saturday and we took a boat ride around the Laguna Bacalar with Kate and Vonni. Lazy river channel floating was the highlight.

Now in Belize where I have found a huge love of SCUBA. I want to dive and dive all the time. While in the Jungle (ok, when Internet is not so expensive and I don't want to run outside and dive in the ocean, I'll say more about Belize. The jungle was awesome, ruins and caving. Have great pictures of skeletons that we climbed 4 hours in a cave to see. ) Well, I met this girl Emily just back from her second round in Iraq. She recommend I meet up with this guy Steve at the beach to go diving. So I went to Jam-Bell and asked for Fritz, the owner. He gave me his cell to call Steve and now I go diving all day long with Steve and his son Steve. Scuba Steves. Tomorrow I will be certified, no pool dives involved, just in the ocean and what an ocean it is down here. Today is stormy and rough and we went out past the barrier reef. Huge waves, bigger than I have ever been in. They said normal people would have been scared. Loved every second of it. It's so magical down there. Hooked.