There’s something about the ocean that feels both exhilarating and humbling. As an orthopedic surgeon, I’m used to precision and control, but when I’m diving, it’s a different kind of challenge one that requires trust in myself and the unknown. It got me wondering: how does that leap into the deep blue compare to the journey of self-discovery?
Both demand a willingness to face the unfamiliar, to embrace discomfort, and to trust the process. In diving, you prepare meticulously, but there’s always an element of unpredictability. Isn’t that true for personal growth, too? You can plan and reflect, but stepping into the unknown takes a certain kind of courage.
For those who’ve explored either or both what’s helped you build that confidence? Are there lessons from one that translate to the other? I’d love to hear your thoughts.