I had my second surfing lesson yesterday and it was a completely different experience than my first.
I woke up wondering if there was any way that I could get out of the lesson because I feared that it would be as unproductive as it was yesterday. I was also exhausted from not sleeping well and my body was incredibly sore.
How was I going to do this?
What if I panicked like yesterday?
My instructor came to get me and we both shared how tired we were…but nonetheless…we both had to do it. I told him that I needed to take it easy because my body can only handle so much since it is quite sensitive. I guess I wanted to explain my inadequacies…just in case I floundered again.
I practiced the technique on the sand several times…trying to memorize the steps so that I could make it flow…because I was not supposed to ‘think too much about it’ when I am on the surfboard.
And then off we went…into the water.
Trust me – he said. I am always with you.
We went into the waves…head on…jumping up as they came at us in full force…pinching my nose to make sure I didn’t over indulge in my salt intake.
We turned around…I hopped onto the board…ready…
Hands in position…push into cobra…downward dog…left foot forward and then right…and I was surfing!!!
I did it…I couldn’t believe how much my energy and my disposition had changed from yesterday…I was confident…and I felt exhilarated!
High fives from my instructor!
He was so proud of me and said that I had done a complete turnaround from yesterday…which even he was surprised by. He re-affirmed to me that I had taken some major steps towards freeing my mind of chaos…and I was able to surf because I had let go…
Back towards the waves we went again…and my eyes pierced through those waves with such intensity because I knew I had defeated them…and despite a few falls…I was standing…I was surfing…I was riding those waves.
I was fearless.
I went from having major anxiety to feeling free and liberated with a sense that I had just overcome a major obstacle in my life…I didn’t have to be afraid anymore.
I was laughing.
I was smiling.
I was happy.
I felt alive.
Perhaps I was finally starting to absorb the Pura Vida lifestyle of Costa Rica.