We spent much of the day snorkeling amidst the fish, some hard coral, sponges, sea urchins, and lobster. I love being in the water, swimming, floating, drifting. I get cold but do not want to come in, so swim a bit more vigorously to heat up the muscles.
I alternate between just trying to observe, and trying to name everything.
Names seem so satisfying. Why? A name can serve as a short cut to immense knowledge about a particular species, its habits and habitat, and all of its stories. But it can also short circuit our powers of observation, as if to say that now that I know the name I know everything else. The human mind works by conceptualizing and naming, creating associations between sensations, feelings and ideas. Naming is powerful but sometimes leaves us blind to pure observation.
I drift around just watching. Observing. Trying to really see.
Or is it I just that I can't remember the names anyway?
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