What is it about places that seem on the edge of human life, somewhat desolate in meeting our various needs and remote to the eases of civilization that evokes feelings of freedom?
This is true for deserts baked under the burning sun, being out on the great blue ocean, little two palm tree deserted island and snorkeling in a magical other world under the water. These are places that seem somewhat foreign to human life as we know it:
There is no land to walk on in the endless blue as the boat sails with horizon to horizon ocean all around us for days.
There is no fresh water or soil to grow food on these little sandy islands.
There is no air for us to breath under the water.
Yet, pushing these boundaries and using our will and technological creativity to explore these other worlds, it is freedom. In these places, we get away from all of the little things that piss us off at home and the web of stresses of modern life and realize the real essentials of life – earth, air, water, fire
… and each other.
Imagine this: a confined 60 ft long space with 22 basically strangers, most of us who just met the day before boarding the boat, to spend 6 days and 5 nights together 24/7. There is no real privacy as beds are strung up on top of beds and there are even some sleeping on the floor. Even the captain is sleeping on some cushions by the steering wheel. It sounds like some horrible social experiment or a crazy idea for a reality TV show to see what social explosions would happen. However, though it was hot and uncomfortable at times… though not everyone became best friends with everyone else… and though many people got seasick and felt terrible sometimes…. it all worked.
With horizon to horizon water all around us, it brought us together and I feel like I made friends that I had known forever. With nothing all around us, just a blue desert of horizon to horizon water, there is a freedom to be present and genuinely open to each other. There is a freedom to experience the joys of simply hanging out with other people.