Like a cetacean torch lunging out of water, a humpback greeted the setting sun in ecstatic breach. So started our journey with the great sirens of the sea.
We had come to the kingdom of the whales, like a modern day Ulysses, seduced by the circumference of an ocean far beyond our understanding. We had come to behold a wonder of being, one of the great whales, the humpback, whose very comeback honors the earth with its inimitable cry, whose seemingly plaintive song haunts the human soul like few sounds on earth. Their song reverberates with the pulse of eons, like a carnal cry and overture to existence.
To be absorbed by their presence is one of the great gifts of simply being alive.
We are sending messages to outer space, but only recently have humans been able to enter their world and see into inner space.
There in the deep cerulean Caribbean, titans surrounded us and invited us into their world. We were touched by an alien species, one that was tolerant of our increasingly fragile kind, spiritually and emotionally arrested, one desperately remote from the needs of the earth, a species requiring restraint like never before.
