When I see a flock of seagulls sitting on the beach I can’t help but run at full speed straight into the center of them. My heart soars with joy as I watch hundreds of birds take to the sky. I smile and think to myself, I have such power. While there are no flocks of seagulls that I have found in Cozumel, there are schools of fish. Hundreds if not thousands of streamlined, silver fish group together under the sea. I fill my lungs with the fresh, salt air, hold my breath and plunge deep to swim through them. It is like the Red Sea parting. In perfect symmetry the fish veer to the right and left – a living mosaic.