Sailing is fun.
I used to go sailing with Fritz Nebe, when I was a teenager (+/-1978 – 1981). I learnt all about sailing and adventure, thanks to him. We sailed from Simon’s Town to Hout Bay; and from Hout Bay to Saldanha Bay. There we spent many weekends sailing and swimming in Langabaan Lagoon. He was engaged to my mother but died of a heart attack before they could get married. I value my connection to him and all I learnt through him as I lost my father when I was six years old.
I have learnt in life and through the storms of life: so long as I know that I am grounded and that my Inner Spirit is well I have the confidence and strength to face the storms of life.
I am adrift and I am sailing free no need to worry about me I ride the high stormy waves and search for wider freedom, the edges of nature. Home is in my soul, that is where I feel whole. I see so many opportunities out there. Once I am done with my excursion I will be back to the shelter of the harbour to savour calm and stillness... And wash the salt of my body. In the meantime know that I am grounded in my gait cross the deck and I balance just fine in my wonky stance. Blowing kisses to the other-side of Eternity.
There is a strange letting go of expectations while still holding onto convictions – that is how I live life.
Have a wonderful weekend.