The water was vaguely warm
The only sound, my own breathing
The little fish darted away and then back
looking at me.
The seaweed wobbled
just like my hair
Swimming in the lagoon:Samoa 2003. This is a really strong image that I took away with me – I would have had on a snorkle, but that is not such a pretty thing to embroider!
If I ever need a place to go in my head – where everything stands still, and all the noises stop, and there is no weight or pressure, then I use this.
