Travel has a way of stretching the mind. The stretch comes not from travel’s immediate rewards, the inevitable myriad new sights, smells and sounds, but with experiencing how others do things differently, what we believed to the right and only way.
– Ralph Crawshaw
Firstly, I will say that before coming to Moorea, I knew absolutely nothing about the Tahitian language. I still don’t really know anything about the Tahitian language, although I am trying to pick up whatever I can! Most of the Tahitian words that I try to use I find from people here or else look things up online. So I’m not pretending to be an expert and I am probably using some (maybe most) of these words wrong. Apologies in advance, but hey, at least I’m trying.
So Moana means ocean or sea in Tahitian. I decided to use it alongside my name for this blog because I feel inextricably linked to the sea. I’m not sure where this passion in me came from, or where exactly it will take me, but I do know that right now, I am in love with the world and the ocean that binds everything, and everyone, together. It is the one thing that is always constant, and the one thing that is never constant, always moving, always changing, always pushing life to find new ways to exist. And it makes the world we live in habitable, redistributing the heat across the globe, and regulating every single climate on the planet. Maybe it’s the value of the sea that drives me to want to understand it. Maybe it’s the beauty. But whatever it is, when I wake up early in the morning, get on my gear, hop into the boat and take off through the water, I know that this is exactly where I want to be.
(Photo credit to Evan Barba)