Dancing with Dolphins

Peace-of-Eden - series 6

Hi, I have just returned from facilitating a 'Dancing with Dolphins' experience at Ponto D'Ouro, Mozambique. We stayed in a very reasonably priced luxury tented camp nestled in a mangrove forest that combed the beach. Daily, as the sun glinted through the leafy canopy, colourful butterflies daintily darted through the leaves, birdcalls soothed our resting souls and little monkeys chattered conversationally about the human inhabitants that had moved into their neighborhood for a while. The roar of the surf enticed us to the beach where we swum in warm waters and watched thousands of side-running crabs scatter into the sea at our approach. Anticipantly we scanned the horizon for dolphin pods.

For the first two days, we faced fierce seas with voluminous swells that crashed in mighty curled lips onto the pounded shore. We saw many dolphins and they delighted us with their friendly smiles and acrobatic leaps. They had no fear of the sea. We felt safe in the experienced hands of Angie and Harry, the skipper and research team who observe many pods of dolphins in this 40km bay on a daily basis. Their love of the dolphins was tangible as they pointed out unique markings - this is Rob with the white streaks down her side, she is one of the oldest dolphin females; and this is 'Twinkle', the new mother of a 6-month calf, she has a star mark on her tail. Harry was truly masterful as he steered the rubberduck over the curve of many a snarling wave. On the third day, the uncharacteristically rough seas settled into smooth, rolling 'hills' of water and we were joined by a pod of 32 playful dolphins for over an hour. We swum and played with them. I had a calf of about 18 months somersaulting underneath my belly, shrieking with delight. Dolphin squeals whistled through the underwater canopy and pierced right into my heart, a soulful sound beyond human words or description. As they played and just enjoyed being, I too felt I could do the same. I was in a different space and time, a world where you did not have to achieve, to be beautiful or have wealth or status to be acceptable. I left thanking them for this experiential reminder that I still carry in my body and my soul, it is okay just to be me!

The words of Chief Seattle, an Indian chief, traveled with me as we took the boat ride back to shore:

"We are all connected, not just to other 'two-leggeds' and the family of man, but to the animals, the trees, the wind, the earth herself…When we look into the heavens and see the vastness of the Great Mystery glimmering amongst the stars, feel the Divine presence in the heartbeat of a rabbit, or see it reflected in the tender eyes of a deer, then we are beginning to understand the intricate bond that is shared between all things created by the Great Mystery."