Let’s Dive In

Christa Fontaine | Let's Dive In - November 24, 2018

My favourite words are Let’s Dive In.

For me these words are connected back to some of the best moments and memories of my life.

They imply presence, intent, indulgence, togetherness, adventure, commitment, and fun.

If I trace the words back to my earliest memories, they would have been used around the table, implying it’s time to share a nourishing meal together.

(Well, it probably was more “Dig in” but because this is my story, and my likeness to water metaphors, let’s go ahead and say “Dive in.” Same Same.)

Dive in means that we’re going in for an experience. That we will be occupied by the adventure at hand, and we won’t be readily available to take on anything else, or be open for distractions in the near future.

As someone who worked as a Scuba Diving instructor for several years, it was common to over hear the words

“Where’s so and so?”

“They’re underwater”

“Ok sweet”

I loved it. It was my absolute favourite. It also was just understood that nothing could be done immediately if that person was needed for something else. Tasks, and even people- would simply have to wait. It was all a part of the process.

A dive, is not just a dive itself. You need time to set up and prepare, do a briefing, make a plan, suit up, DO THE DIVE, disassemble, wash up, debrief, log your entry- and quite often, celebrate!

That’s just what diving in means. It’s about going all in.

If we were Scuba Diving, you wouldn’t question someone’s delay in response, or the snot on their nose, or their wetsuit lines, or the knots in their hair, or their sunburn, or their fierce hunger- post dive. They had been diving. End of story. Question answered.

And although I don’t Scuba Dive for a living anymore, I still live to dive.

As a Dive Instructor, I was known on the team as someone with great patience, empathy, and someone who really took the time with the students who experienced more challenges, and unique learning capabilities, than those who were naturals at breathing underwater.

The reason for this, was that I wasn’t a natural either. I didn’t grow up as a water baby. It didn’t come easy for me. I genuinely understood how much of a nightmare it was to take my mask off underwater too. So my patience wasn’t a learnt skill, it was a necessity, as I needed to offer it to myself as well.

And with this, I make a comparison to how I am the type of teacher, who has had her share of challenges as a learner. I have become the guide that I needed, and continue to need, too.

And on a final note,


With Love,