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What follows is a Re-Blog Post from 5 years ago; I still feel the same way about our life, now, as I did, then ...
by Admiral Linda
03/16/2010, Lake Worth Inlet, FL
03/16/2010, Lake Worth Inlet, FL
On one side of living the dream, there is something therapeutic about being self-sufficient and living quietly. Not as in living without noise, but as in living with a feeling of internal bliss - peacefulness cultivated from the freedom to purposefully create the moments in my day.
Taking care of our pretty little yacht, the laundry, maintenance, cleaning, arranging, Feng Shui-ing, becomes an act of appreciation, affection, more for the comforts Troubadour provides, than for the minor disappointments (like skylight leaks). Harmonizing our floating home has become a simple pleasure in which I can take all the time I want, or none. There's no reason to hurry, I have nowhere to rush off to.
Pampering a la manicures, pedicures, facials, and massages, were luxuries I drained my wallet for in my life's previous chapter due to living on a schedule - always on to the next thing to be crossed of the list. These have morphed into gifts of gentle touch and time. In this newest chapter, time and touch are the only gifts I can afford - to give myself, Chris or anyone.
Reading for hours - a previously lost passion, has sauntered back into our lives, teasing us with books we've desired to cozy up with, but didn't settle our minds or bodies enough to enjoy. We're reading a plethora of authors - Stephen King, Ruth Francisco, Deepak Chopra, Evans Cottman, Douglas Terman, Cathleen Rountree, Donna Eden, Khaled Hosseini. Author Azar Nafisi describes how to satisfy ... "A novel is not an allegory. It is the sensual experience of another world. If you don't enter that world, hold your breath with the characters, and become involved in their destiny, you won't be able to empathize, and empathy is at the heart of the novel. This is how you read a novel: you inhale the experience."
Playing Backgammon has evoked our competitive spirits. Seat two nice people on either side of the game board and you may ask "Who let the dogs out?" We play every evening before grilling. What could lift our spirits more than the setting sun, a cold bottle of beer and a cut-throat game of Backgammon? The answer: We have yet to find out.
Discovering a sought after treasure in the cruising life - Happy Hour, primarily when it's cheap ($20) and easy (dinghy right up to the bar). We continue to indulge ourselves once a week with live music, a bucket of beer, cheese fries and chicken nachos at the Tiki. Does life get any better?
The rhythm of life is changing. Time is slowing down for me, for us. Recently, a two-and-a-half mile walk to a bank for a notary, followed by a thirty minute shuffle in line at the post office for one stamp transported us to the future we haven't been to yet, giving us a nod that soon we will be on "island time" for real. (Although in our minds we are there now). No hurries, no worries.
Simple pleasures and living quietly, this is my cruising life!
To read more about how our cruising life began follow this link
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