Coco Island, Seychelles
When I was a child my dad used to say a cup of water can kill. Be very afraid of water. I’m guessing this is where my inherited fear of water began.
24 years later, I was still afraid, and now unable to swim. I decided to fight this fear of swimming pools, lakes, streams, rivers by snorkeling in the Indian ocean, with whale sharks.
From the moment I got on the boat in La Digue to taking the plunge into Coco Island Marine Park, I experienced a kaleidoscope of emotions. There was anxiety, dread, bravery, excitement, thrill and fatigue. On a windy cool day I was sweating bullets! No words can convey the way my heart flipped when a whale shark brushed against my skin.
I came guns blazing, not to face my fear but to fight it. Facing a fear with no intentions to fight is risky, because fear is fueled by inaction.
At some point I got thoroughly battered. With head hung over a bucket as I tossed my cookies, I cried. Sea sickness had a grip on my stomach and wasn’t letting up.
“Get back in the water” said the boat owner, Hyacinth. My discomfort was so grave, if he had asked for my soul I’d have given it in exchange for relief. Supported by a floater I submerged my self in the water, and like magic relief came.
Despite the sea sickness I suffered from here’s what I learnt about fear: Rather than be paralyzed by fear, acknowledge it & let it propel you towards your course. Commit & act!
COURAGE IS NOT THE ABSENCE OF FEAR, BUT THE ABILITY TO CONTINUE IN SPITE OF FEAR
Live your best life without the limits created by fear.