It's been a long while since I've posted, but alas, only me to read & reflect, so yea...it doesn't matter!
I was recently asked to describe a defining moment in my life and this was one of them.
I was alone in the yawl boat behind a beautiful 123ft long tall ship or windjammer, the Grace Bailey. It was pouring down rain, I was just drenched and freezing cold. And if you knew me you'd know that I do not like to be cold. But, as I took in my surroundings I felt invigorated, completely alive. I remember thinking that it was this kind of moment that I wanted my life to be filled with.
I had gotten to that moment by striking up a conversation at a diner with this guy who told me about Captain Ray and the Windjammers up in Camden, Maine. He and his wife worked for him and he suggested that I give him a call and use his name. I gave Captain Ray a call and after much ado he had a position open for a messmate.
The next thing I know I'm driving up to Maine wondering what I had gotten myself into. When I get to the dock, meet Captain Ray, and the crew...the crew was hanging out on the dock drinking beer...it was 9 in the morning! I was thinking that I was going to be in for a ride.
Well, a short time later we are underway and I find myself doing things that I had never done before and I was just being, no thinking, no analyzing, just living, being in the moment! After all was said and done it was quite a ride. At the end of it all, a beer at 9 in the morning never tasted so good.
I realized that while I may fight getting out of my comfort zone, it is the place that I am most alive.
It's so easy to get lulled into the daily tasks of life and let life take you floating through time, instead of you standing at the helm. I often think about the blast that I had that summer on board the Grace Bailey to push myself to get out of the comforts of my life in order to push me to learn, grow, and just BE the person that I know myself to truly be.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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