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A Moon Remembered

Last night the Moon was full again…

some say it’s just another moon…yet…

I remember the last one…

we are in a different place…a different time..

You and I talked from afar…

a few days before, I sailed fast towards a destination…

the last one was different as they all are…

under this one…we are very close…

Into the past we go only to remember…

into the future we go only to Live…feeling what is real.

July 15, 2011…Wilmington, NC

As Lucky and I sat outside in the backyard of my cousin Haven’s house last night, I stared at another moon…almost full…and I remembered the past…

June 15, 2011…a full moon and I was two nights away from Bermuda after being alone at sea for six days and nights.

I’ve always loved the full moon. I’ve watch it rise over the ocean horizon many times in the past as the sun is setting over land behind me. My desire to leave Masonboro Yacht Club on May 17, 2011 under a full moon setting and a sun rising over the eastern ocean horizon was not realized…yet…a few weeks later on June 9, 2011, I did…one of many walls overcome…there are others yet to challenge…and I will.

The wall faced on the night of June 15th was my attitude with relation to my surroundings. Some say that the full moon intensifies our emotional state either positive or negative depending on where we are in the moment. That night, I could not get my autopilot to hold a course sending my brain into anger mixed with frustration. I lost my spiritual sight of the moon and how, in the past, the beauty of such a wonder could memorize me. Around midnight…the time of the GPS location pictured above, I “threw in the towel” of the fight with my autopilot. I leaned back…relaxed my grip of the helm…took a deep breath…and looked up into the night sky.

The full moon was high in the sky above the top of my mast…as I talked about in an earlier blog post…the wonder and beauty surrounding me instantly changed my attitude. “Improvise, Adapt and Overcome”. No, I did not fix the thing which would let me sleep. In my mind at the time, I had no choice other than staying awake, yet now, I think about how I “could have” lashed the helm with some rope…but I did not. What I did do, was enjoy the moment…felt where I was…and sailed under the most beautiful night I have ever experienced…I’m glad I didn’t think of the rope. Of all the sailing sessions of the trip, that night and the following day were the best with ten to fifteen knot winds coming from a perfect direction.

Sometimes, all it takes is a change of attitude to make a self-created wall crumble into nothing. We cannot let other humans or inanimate objects generate frustration within us. Whatever others do…let them…we cannot fix them. Whatever inanimate objects do can sometimes be fixed by us…sometimes not…either way, we have to accept the reality of the present and adapt to what is presented.

Full moons…gotta love ‘em…🙂

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