I feel so insanely excited at the adventure I am about to embark on. I’m not sure how such grand opportunities land in my lap, but perhaps define intent, express intent, believe in it, and the opportunity shall present.
In two weeks I depart for my first open water sailing adventure. I fly to Mexico, jump aboard a 40 Foot Yacht, Bird of the Dawning, ready to sail the pacific coast of Central America. As I try to encourage my attention to remain present in my current reality, I find my mind constantly drifting to the possibilities and adventuress ocean travel will likely bring.
Some of the possibilities stimulating my excitement include the expansive beautiful ocean, fresh sea air and the use of the sun and wind’s energy to fuel our existence and progress our travel. The reality of experiencing the full and ruthless power of the sea, unpredictable weather, whipping winds, bowling swells, crashing waves, and the feeling of helplessness one is likely to discover when being at the weather’s mercy. Decisions having an immediate and intense consequence on our well-being. The sense of trust needed to embrace such challenge. The alone time on watch, just me and the ocean, with only the sounds of nature and the sea. The exploration of not being able to walk away, confined to a minute living space with others, and no door to another room. The adventure of exploring yoga in a tiny space on a rocking floor. Sun shine!!! Fishing from the sea. Life with out electronic gadgets dominating, and returning to the world of ‘talk to the people you’re with’. The absence of the need for time. Not having to be anywhere, clock on, call people back, be on time, sit in traffic. Speaking Spanish, traveling new territory, surfing. Wow, insanely excited! Wonder if I’ll get sea sick, wonder if I might hate it, wonder if I’ll miss a shower, and solid ground? I’ll let you know.