by Charlotta Moller
I feel kissed by the sun. My love of the sea takes the form of newly formed freckles and a gentle smile.
We picked up trash by the sea and I cried at night for all the damage I, and those I love have done (taking into account our plastic usage and our carnivore existence). I have decided that I will no longer eat meat.
The fish are so beautiful. You would think that you would get tired looking at them, but I could look for the rest of my life and die happy.
Underwater it feels like there is only light. Not in a literal sense, but in our hearts. Our heartbeats are exchanged for air bubbles, and sometimes, while everyone looks at all the creatures of the sea, I watch them breathe. In and out the bubbles surface and I marvel at this technology human beings created to, as Emma would put it, “cheat God.” Francisco and Claire hold hands beneath the crystal blue, and I wish we could all be this happy forever.
We saw a Hawksbill Sea Turtle and I truly believe that (s)he is the one that has it all figured out and not us. The turtle let us watch as s(he) ate, and eventually, while everyone else was distracted looking at something new, Olivia and I watched as it swim away. It was like a magic I have never known before.
About a week ago we listened to a talk by the Sea Turtle Conservancy of Bonaire and I thought about how we only have one life (maybe) and it would be so boring to do only one thing. I’d like to think that someday I could become a sea turtle specialist or a dive instructor or perhaps just heavily involved in the push for environmental preservation alongside other career paths. To me, this would just be allowing myself to experience everything I love.
On this trip I have learned a lot of things that really matter, but perhaps the one that haunts my dreams the most is the inherent selfishness of human beings. However, today at lunch in Lac Bai we asked the waitress not to put straws in our smoothies and I realized that this trip had changed us, even in small ways like that.
I saw someone drink out of a plastic bottle today and thought about the hundreds we picked up over the past two weeks and how it would never be enough until we stop using plastic all together. It hurts my heart that people don’t care but a few years ago I also didn’t care enough, and I wonder if this needs to be changed through education or experience. Perhaps both.
At lunch in Lac Bai, Emma, Francisco, Claire, and I swam out in the clear water and soaked in Mother Nature’s creation. Sometimes, it feels like it’s here for just us – but I also have a burning passion to share it with everyone I can. I wonder if this is how Chris feels about scuba diving. Like it’s everything and without it, we are blind.
Today was the first day we arrived at a beach that wasn’t polluted, and I felt hope in every breath I took.
I hope in ten years beaches will be clear, but I fear that by then everything we have seen here will only deteriorate and that makes me very sad but maybe more afraid than anything else.