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Out of Control

It is amazing to think that our season is half way through already. The weeks just fly by.

When I tell folks that we move to the rhythm of wind and tide I really mean it. I often get the response, "Oh, you know where we are going…" Many folks initially can't believe how Zen this sailing thing is. Every time I try to make a plan the universe seems to laugh and have its own way. I generally find that pushing back does not work too well. If I had pushed yesterday I would have found myself managing a strong 180 degree wind shift in the middle of the narrow Western Way entrance to Mt Desert. So I am humbled each and every day. Wouldn't it be nice to have control? Or would it? Not to say that I am a victim of the universe. The point is this: sailing forces one to respond to a bunch of uncontrollable factors and the only thing I can control is how I use those factors to get 36 people safely from point A to point B, wherever that might take us. And in the end, everywhere we get to is good.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.


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