Weathering Life’s Storms

Boating isn’t all about the boat we’re in, at least not literally.  Many of us love the boating lifestyle because what some see as a recreation, we see as how we look at life everyday; not just on weekends.

But life isn’t always the fun ride we want. Some days (or even years in our current climate) make us struggle to find our direction or our “north star” to navigate the storms we face.

I saw a picture once which brought a story to my mind; a picture of an old time street cleaner:

…The elderly man shuffles down a deserted street, fatigue weighing on his slumped shoulders. The broom he pushes falls without ceremony to the ground as he grabs to his hat. Gusting wind sends old paper wrappers and an empty can clanking down the open street before it. Cigarette butts litter the sidewalk, mixed with confetti and slowly dying balloons.

The dampness from a recent rain brings up the musty smell of wet cardboard into the air, rising from the nearby alleyway clogged with old boxes and burdened with evidence of population overload.

Two days ago it was impossible to walk this same path without being jostled about by the crowd.

Not today. The parade passed by, the celebration complete.

Festivities of yesterday are now lifeless. The only celebration is another block to clean. One more day of work.

The gentleman picks up his broom from where it fell, adjusts his hat and starts the repetitive motion of pushing filth once again.

Sometimes work is just that. Work.

According to a Deloitte Shift Report, a whopping 89% of the workforce is not passionate about their jobs.

11% responded that they felt passionate about what they did for a living.

Only 11%. That’s unfortunate for certain.

I’ve tried finding passion a few times, but work got in the way.

So do many people whose passion is themselves; ones who pay for celebrating their self-serving enthusiasm at the expense of others.

And they step on my dreams in the process. But they must deal with that karma not me.

Still, I search regularly for this elusive passion; holding onto promise that my foundation for tomorrow’s work is strong in desire and not necessity.

I need this hope to energize my spirit. Many days I wander out to find pictures to take for my photo website:

To relax, I take pictures and reflect on the moments they capture, writing the story spoken through my viewfinder. I use the memories of frozen pixels as a handhold to lift me from the struggles of today into the hopefulness of tomorrow.

I see the storms of life and know they too shall pass, bringing a powerful sunset and the refreshing calmness that follows a summer downpour.

I stare into the flat waters and see the clouds reflection moving to their next adventure.

My mind travels with them, lost in dreams of knowing the same peaceful feeling.

And along the parade route, the street sweeper continues to push his broom, knowing the next parade will someday come and go with celebration and fanfare. With it brings his work. Maybe his personal pride in a job well done in enough for him.

I will continue to find the reflections of optimism in the pictures I take and we will both wake tomorrow with a renewed sense of purpose.

Heading back to the boat now to reflect on how the next storm offers challenges and opportunities, not just a lot of rain.

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My father helped me restore an old wooden boat when I was in Junior High School, then taught me how to sail it. I was hooked forever. The other gift he provided was a love of cooking, which I've tried to build upon over the years. I've spent most of my life owning a boat of some kind or another from dinghy's to larger sailing and motor vessels. I enjoy sharing my love of water and my love of cooking with fellow travelers who have a like-mindedness. I believe life is difficult enough, so why not help lift others up whenever possible; share a smile and a good story every now and then.

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