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Nemo’s Family. As portrayed on “Finding Nemo,” clownfish are aggressive and attack intruders like us who look threatening. Nemo’s Papa in a combative mood.

It is six in the morning, and the siloys and tamsis are as chirpy as ever. Surprisingly, I was able to sleep soundly right before the clock reached midnight.

From Traveller’s veranda, I could not hear the lapping of the waves. The water must be calm enough for a dip—a deep dip—later.

Yesterday, it was my first time to meet Cebu-based travel bloggers/freedivers—Doi, Dylan, and Johnn. While I found the deep blue sea mysterious and threatening at the onset, they looked at home in it already with their fins and snorkeling gear.

For someone who is used to diving without any gear, I rather acted and looked incapable of swimming and diving. I’m used to holding my breath, and to suddenly depend my breathing on a small tube made my system run amok.

The most crowded of them all. When I tried getting near, they all hid in the corals.

So I snorkeled in the shallow waters at sundown with my own goggles, while the serious freedivers rested on the platform, waiting for the horizon to turn into a haze of different oranges.

Some corals are sturdy-looking, some soft. And they come in different names and shapes. A plethora of fish is magnified underwater: fish that can and cannot be found on the dining table.

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It is hard to break a habit. Love, for example, once nurtured for years can turn into a habit: a habit that transforms itself into an unnecessary burden, a habit that becomes directionless, a habit that must be cracked open without the unsophisticated noise of shattering.

It is hard to break a habit. So why break it? So today , I dove without the snorkeling tube. It was much comfortable that way: exploring the marine paradise more with my breath held and surfacing to catch it again. Free diving becomes a cycle of submerging, surfacing, and gasping for air.

Taking a big deep, and tomorrow a big leap. See you, northern Luzon. (Photo by Johnn Mendoza)

Places can heal. And the healing starts at Terra Manna.

There is no time to sulk. The world is a deep blue sea. The world, a day from now, will be as rolling as Banaue. The world awaits.

Visit Terra Manna Camping & Resort. They are running a summer promo now. Check their site for more information: http://www.terramannaresort.ph/

April 11, 2013

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