Sail 7Cs

Irena and I are just back aboard yesterday from a jet powered tour home. In a month, we whistled through Ontario, Manitoba and BC, stopping in Toronto, Orillia, Milton, Simcoe, Winnipeg, Brandon, Vancouver, Whistler, and Nanaimo and back to the boat in Lagos via Lisbon. We spent time with Jenn, Matt, Anglin and Juna, Don/Dad and Nancy/Mom, Cresswell Adam, John, Pat & family, Kristina, Colin, Kaylee and Chloe, Mrs. C/Mom, Wanda, Scott and Pauline, Erin, Larry and Linda, Bob and Jan, Al and Leona, Breanna and Jahn, Dennis and Rita, Mahen, Maureen, Harlene and Ross, David and Sandey, Sue and Aubrey, Bob, Paul and Darlene, Jordon and Megan and Doug. And still others, too numerous to mention and many others we did not get a chance to see. Perhaps this is why at 2am I am up at the nav station here with you, unable to sleep, while Conversations tugs at her moorings in the warm breeze blowing through the marina tonight. My heart is over flowing from connecting with so much friendship and love. To all of you, thank you for being our friends even though it may seem we desert you for our selfish journeys. We love you and you never really are very far away!

So now, back on board, Irena and I are posed to jump, but we know not where! I feel wound up like a spring, teetering on a precipice, waiting for the universe to say where  to leap next. After a year of sailing, we have eaten up our cruising budget and are now chomping down on our savings with alarming appetites. We are ready to work, indeed, must work, and it seems we must ……….wait.

But hold on Cresswell. Is this journey to work, not just another passage? Have we not set our course for the Middle East? Are we not sailing every day in that direction in our search for work (even though we seem to go no further than the internet café)? Are we not provisioned with savings for this passage, sailing a prepared ship? And even though nothing shows yet on the horizon, are we not never-the-less making progress toward our destination even though progress on this sea is invisible? Do we not yet know in our hearts, that like all our ocean passages so far, we will almost certainly make landfall!!? Some where!

We make it hard when we quake. So we have pulled out all our tools. We meditate, we exercise, we tap (EFT), meditate some more, between the hours on the internet. We remember all those we love and we hold the vision!  

Do the work.

Get the job done.

The Middle East? Ha! 

Here we come.