The Mother Breaths through Me

The Mother Breaths through Me.

SCUBA — a dive into the water’s depths.

A sacred portal to a parallel reality — the holy waters of my existence.

All I have to do is put on my mask, fins, and snorkel. And sometimes a tank.

Trout Lake

Boulder Junction, Wisconsin

1977

I was 10 years old when I signed up for snorkeling at Campo Fiesta on Trout Lake in northern Wisconsin. I was instantly transported into another world. The many steel legs of the swimming docks became an underwater castle to swim through, chasing the fish as if they were long lost friends. To hear my breath on the surface through the snorkel felt like I had a dolphin’s blowhole. A foreshadow to the Yogi’s ujjayi breath I would learn decades later. I didn’t verbalize this, as alternate realities and metaphysical experiences weren’t taught to me back then. It felt normal to me and unnecessary to explain. I snorkeled every summer until I was old enough to learn scuba diving. Each summer in that lake was a magical experience of returning to a life that always existed inside of me.

Trout Lake
Boulder Junction, Wisconsin

Lake Superior
Christmas, MI

Pearl Lake
So. Beloit, IL

1984

The silence and freedom to breathe underwater with SCUBA was much more than a camp activity. It was a holy experience — touching an inner part of me I didn’t know was there — a palpable dimension of peace and joy.

The portal opened up to other times and worlds when I was under the water. I had been there before, and would be again. A magical experience, and one that I had no words to explain.I f elt like I entered a secret temple underwater. I felt a deep love and somehow the truth of creation. I felt Our Mother see me.

1984-2024

I dove on and off through the years always feeling like a part of me was still in the water when I returned to life on land. It was as if once back on the boat, I could to turn to the water and still see myself there. “See you soon, I will be back”, I would silently say to my water-self.

Over these years this part of my being was set aside with the duties and tasks of life. I only knew I longed for the water.

As my desire for the truth of my inner existence grew, I started yoga and attending spiritual journeys and retreats around the world.

While in the Maldives in January, learning to dive in strong current — feeling the rhythmic movement of the water — I felt IT again. A field of moving stillness within me.

Was the ocean flowing through me somehow? This time there was a knowing that came to my awareness, The Mother’s breath of The Sea — her breath of creation. She was breathing through me, I was one with the water. The childhood experiences alive in me once again. I had tears of gratitude under the water. I was so touched I knew my life was forever changed.

The practice of yoga feels very similar to SCUBA. It prepared me for re-entry into my OceanSoul — who is always whispering to me. Breath awareness is important to both practices. The breath itself a portal into the our inner true self. In yoga, my breath also keeps me present and helps with balance on the mat. In SCUBA it helps with buoyancy, which is essential to energy and air conservation. A steady breath calms my body and mind. It allows me to keep track of my gauges and open my spirit to the present moment within the water. I AM here.

There is only HERE.

In life — breath and balance help me stay buoyant in the storms of life.

Whether the snorkel or regulator, my breath sounds like it is coming from the sea. The yogi’s “ujjayi or ocean sounding breath”. My scuba-breath is a portal to the alternate yet always-reality within me. The sea life reflections of my own true self.

The subterranean landscape has an other-worldly feel — a reflection of the Universe’s many dimensions and life forms. All within me. Within us. Maybe I am diving through Sirius underwater? Maybe Andromeda? Memories returning from parallel lifetimes. I feel deep love, connection, and freedom from the “shoulds” of my mind. It is a feeling of bliss.

How blessed am I? How blessed are we to discover we are emanations of creation and reflections of the sacred Oneness of All life.

Here and there. Which is HERE.

In me, in you. Within us all.

All life is sacred.

All life is holy.

There are many portals to different dimensions of creation, which reveal my connectedness to all of it. Sometimes a yogi-breath and sometimes a SCUBA-breath. The One breathing through all life. I only need to pick up my SCUBA gear and dive in.

I am so loved. We are so loved.

Sat Nam,

OceanSoul

(Michelle)

P.S. Part of the mystery and magic of being human is that while we evolve and our true spirit-self is revealed; the gifts and abilities given to our human avatar also evolve. I have “merely” made space for the One to live through me with greater light, truth, and joy.

As I discover my true self deeper through “the dive”, I also study the advanced science and safety of scuba diving. My Spirit living through my humanity. I just completed courses for advanced open water, and Nitrox. Rescue Diver is next.