Often I think of my life journey as if I am in a boat sailing around the world. With no charts to guide me I pass through the rough and calm seas of emotion and the brutal and balmy changing seasons of time. As the tide rises and falls it brings perfect days that will surely be enjoyed forever and harsh days to be endured with doubt of them passing. Yet always this vessel, this life, this being has moved through the water bringing me to a new place, to a new season,to new emotion, to new wisdom. I have stayed on continents of pleasure and overstayed on islands of pain. The weather in my mind and the worthiness of my ship determined the length of my stay in each place.
At times I left port too fast and ran into a threatening storm or discovered too late that trusted friends were pirates who would steal my precious cargo. Other times I stayed over too long in a safe harbor. Enjoying a safe respite but stuck ashore with inadequate mate or crew that caused the regret of missed adventures.
Once during a particularly rough voyage a run in with a sharp jetty put fear into my sailor’s heart, a fear that I could not forget. That fear so deeply established caused many wrong choices when I let it navigate my voyage and overshadow the truth of the sea.
I have been a Captain and a First Mate, a passenger and a lowly crew man. I have built the decks, commanded them and swabbed them. I have raised and lowered the sails and I have mended them too. My place on board this ship was too often determined by others until I learned the ways of the sea. I suffered many a grave consequence before I learned never to allow another to steer my wheel and to always check my own lines for stability. And I learned to look towards the horizon for reality. The place where the earth and sky meet is my forever truth. The sweet spot of my life compass.
The horizon is reality on the sea. It never lies to you. The sunrise brings warmth and energy, friendly faces, births, it shines upon our unions, growth, baptism and fresh starts. It teaches us love, renewal, trust, it brings abundance,fuels our life force and confirms our existence. The sunset brings peace and an end to the days suffering, the promise of tomorrow and acceptance of endings, cool relief and dark mysteries to be solved.
The clouds tell a story of what is to come, a beautiful day or a cleansing of the earth, a lazy afternoon or a challenge to met and endured. The stars bring clarity and show me where I am. They guide the way to my destination like angels holding beacons towards my future.
All has a purpose like the rise and flow of the tidewaters beneath my boat. Cycles of life. As above so below.
My journey is more than half done now. The winds have blown me where I was meant to go. I have earned my place as the Commander of my ship. I have sailed many seas stormy and calm. I started in autumn under fair skies and steady seas where I learned the basics of navigation, survival and the rhythm of the journey. Self taught through trial and error. Those skills served me well as I sailed through a very long dark winter. That winter chilled me through to the bone and brought a cold I thought would snap me in two. That barren place taught me many a lesson and when I had mastered those lessons the horizon brought me blue sky and the warm breeze of my spring. It was there that I planted new seeds and found lush land.
In spring, I harbored in a safe cove where I could honor my solitude while I reviewed my journey and healed from that long brutal winter.
I stayed moored on the shore of Spring a long time, enjoying its renewal, reviewing all my seasons, weighing my adventures for what they are worth.
That respite gave me the opportunity to plot my course, For the first time in forever I was able to chart a journey. Looking back to where I had been I used my past and history as a trusted teacher. In that cove under an inky black sky filled with diamonds I forgave the pirates who stole from me and mourned the comrades I had lost. I longed for the home of my youth and discovered another far better authentic home within the earth and sky connecting me with the source of Spirit far greater than my own. It healed my wounds and buoyed my spirits making me ready for the rest of my journey.
Reborn, content, sea worthy and filled with anticipation I cast off my lines and hoisted the sails towards summer. I am here now. Once again I am moving along the ocean as my sails fill with the wind of promise and I joyfully set out to claim the rest of my adventures.
I have sailed into summer now, the season of my reward. The place I trust more than any other to bring me all that is good. I am warm and lazy on its sea, and energized from its sun. My ship slowly bobs along. I am ready and able to sail yet the wind is slow. Something is missing.
Content yet wanting more, I have found the summer doldrums. I realize I have sailed this ship as far as it will go on my lonely voyage. I have traveled as far as I can sail solo. I have learned all I can on my own. I have fought heroic battles and gained strength and independence. I am a warrior- fierce and loyal and strong. But I have taken this journey as far as I can alone.
The rest of my journey needs a partner, the rest of my learning and sailing and adventures requires another to bring me to the next place, the farther challenge, the new sea. This partner will be my wind. He makes me move faster than I can on my own. He shows me more than I can learn myself. He fills my sails with love and life and hope. He forces me to focus forward. He will blow out the remaining storms to propel me into the horizon of our life together.
I am sated from this long journey. My blood sweat and tears have created a beautiful vessel. I am well fed and sturdy, steadfast and wise from all the sea of life has taught me. I am a sweet strong beautiful sailor, the perfect sum of all the ups and downs, sunsets and sunrises, beginnings and endings, clouds and clear skies I have sailed through.
I am content now, patient. I sit here in my summer yearning for my strong dependable wind. I bob along contentedly on the calm water and… I think I see him “Mr. Wind” on the horizon. Not too far away. Perhaps I have known him before when our hearts were not as fearless and so, we could not stay. When my wind comes this time I will embrace him with outstretched arms and an open fearless heart. I will take him into my soul like an angel embracing a weary solder. We will know that the strength of “us” is more powerful than each of us alone. Our laughter will ride up into the sails and will carry us on the beautiful adventure of my journey, his journey, our journey together. We will sail farther and faster than ever before!
For now I am just happily sailing ever so slowly…Yearning for the Wind!
Spiritual Healer, Energetic Medium
This Blog is the story of the miracles, challenges and lessons of my life journey. Years ago when I hit a personal "rock bottom" my despair led me to seek answers and my quest for truth began. Amazing events propelled me on a spiritual journey of transformation.. Miraculously, through these experiences my life has become my teacher and my friend.... I hope my words connect us and allow us to walk together for a time as teacher and friend to each other. The most valuable thing we have during this human experience is our connection to love. The love in our soul for a higher power and others is the only thing that is real. I honor these connections through my writing. Theses words are my gift inspired through the heart of Spirit for you. I hope by sharing my journey it will enlighten, inspire and ease yours as it does mine >> ... Peace... Georgia Rose