Floating In Silence
I have a confession…
I didn’t know a human could float like a corkscrew on the Dead Sea let alone why a human body was able to do this.
I’m not exaggerating. Like even if you didn’t want to float you have no choice, you simply float in the Dead Sea. It’s like throwing a corkscrew in a tub full of water. The corkscrew simply can not sink to the bottom of the tub.
It’s because the salt content is four times that of most world’s oceans, so that makes the Dead Sea very heavy (dense) and due to this extremely high concentration of dissolved mineral salts in the water its density is way more than that of plain fresh water. So this phenom gives everyone natural buoyancy. What this means is our bodies are more buoyant in the Dead Sea and since the human body is less dense than the water, it gets pushed up on top of the sea which allows the body to naturally float. And makes for one very interesting experience. Metaphorically, the Dead Sea is called the Dead Sea because water does not flow out of it. This unique sea is fed by the Jordan River but there is no outflow – as if the river dies in it. It is called dead because it is thought to be without life, there is however some algae that actually thrive in this water though, so it is not completely dead. So combine all of this; the effortless automatic floating, the heaviness of the water, and the lack of life in it. When one floats on their back, with their ears submerged, and looks straight up at the sky it is as if the entire world has shut-off. There is utter silence as if one is floating in timeless space.
In January of this year I made a solo trip Sri Lanka. Floating in the Dead Sea at the end of June of this year was the first time I had true, unhindered, uninterrupted, blissful solitude since Sri Lanka back in January. And I realized the lack of finding solitude had taken a pretty big toll on me. Floating in the Dead Sea in complete silence prompted me to remember of just how much I cherish solitude. Of just how much I need solitude.
Ambivert: n. A personality trait including the qualities of both introversion and extroversion. I use to lean toward extroversion. And while I love, and at times crave, social interaction, I find that life has definitely molded and manipulated me into a more introverted solitude seeking person. I loved my time in Istanbul in February where I met up with a dear friend, and Dubai in March was a good friends milestone birthday celebration weekend with a huge group of folks. In April I went home to Chicago for three weeks which was filled with amazing and insightful times with family and friends but was stressful all the same – A lot of running errands since it was the first time being home after living in The Kingdom for a year. Then a quick trip to Dubai again at the beginning of June where I had company and while it was a whirlwind out of this world weekend I had no opportunity for true solitude. Then Jordan at the end of June …. Where I was able to luxuriate in a few days of pure, unadulterated, cherished solitude.
The kind of blissful solitude where one can finally ease the chatter in the head. Where one can see with clarity. The solitude of where the answers lie. Where shifts in the universe occur with the ebb and flow of the tides.