As I sit and try to visualize what the next few years might look like, the environment keeps bringing me back to what’s around me. Being present while living and working in western culture is difficult and many, including myself, have to set aside time to meditate and to work on being present. It’s an activity, what we do, but sadly not part of who we are. Turning off the constant buzz of social media’s doomscrolling, and the news that has increasingly become, down right messed up, is now a task. Out here, I stare at the sea, the waves, the clouds and dead fish in the cockpit. It is hard to not be present. It is hard to not pay attention to detail. It is hard to not love my surroundings just the way it is. It’s hard to not love life!
Speaking of surroundings. We have been lucky. Our sailing friends around us have all had some high winds and “been holding on for dear life” as one person wrote in a message to me earlier today. A few hours later I noticed while sitting gazing out on the water, dark clouds west of me. I had been complaining about not being more west just earlier today. As the clouds were moving towards us I decided to get the boat ready for some high winds. I reefed both sails, removed portable solar and closed up port holes and simplified the cockpit. I’m ready! Bring it on! Wind picked up slightly and then clouds moved east just south of Sarantium! Storm never happened!
What a night! Stars, waves, nice strong breeze on beam/broad reach! Goodnight World!
Sailaway Sarantium 