Lessons from a life afloat…

She must find a boat and sail in it. No guarantee of shore. Only a conviction that what she wanted could exist, if she dared to find it.

Jeanette Winterson

I was honoured to be asked to contribute a guest post to Focusing on Life (FOL) , a collaborative blog by a group of women whose photography and writing I’ve long admired.(Thanks, Dotti!)

In my post, I share some key life lessons I’ve learned from living on a sailboat in southern climes part of the year. This lifestyle is our dream — we love the freedom, enjoy the new experiences that open up to us every day and embrace living with less. It’s not for everybody, that’s for sure, but we all have our own dreams and places where we feel most alive and at home with ourselves. What’s yours?

Click here to read my guest post.

Focusing on Life has as its goal “to create a caring community for people who are passionate about photography and life. We hope this will be a place that will inspire, teach, nurture, support and accept one another; a place where we can grow in our craft and as individuals.”

Why not come over and check out FOL? And while you’re there have a look at some of the other posts. I’m sure you’ll be inspired and delighted by the talent of the regular contributors and guest posters too. If you like what you see, you’ll want to become a regular reader and part of this wonderful supportive community.

Weekly Photo Challenge: A Day in the Life…

Sunrise over the water

The day begins with a sunrise over the water

The challenge this week is to show a day in your life in pictures. Well, right now, I’m living on a sailboat in Florida with Bob and our two Westies, Angus and Charles. Like everybody else, we have no completely “typical” day, but there are parts to our routine that repeat themselves. This is what a day looks like when we’re at the dock in the marina. It would look quite different if we were on our way somewhere or anchored somewhere. We don’t have a lot of “things” with us so we live simply and enjoy all the small moments that make up our days. And when it’s time to go to bed, our home afloat rocks us gently to a deep, restful sleep.

My one and only selfie so far. Here’s me at home on Windsong II…

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Weekly photo challenge: Kissed by the sun

You can’t tell from this photo but it’s 43 F or 6 Celsius at our marina in Florida today. Thankfully, we have a good heater in the boat to keep us toasty and cosy. But, it’s a bit chilly compared to the nice balmy weather we had been having. But not bad at all, compared to the weather back home…

The sky is blue and the sun is shining though, and in this image, I caught it kissing the top of our 55-foot mast. We throw kisses back at it. The warmer weather will return…

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Home afloat

Whenever you go somewhere that speaks to your soul, you are going home to yourself.

Martha Beck

home-afloat

Windsong II, our sailboat, is my home afloat right now. It rocks us to sleep at night and cocoons us when the weather is wild. It takes us to see new places and allows us to meet new people who also love the boating life.

I love the light that streams through the companionway in the morning as we drink our steaming coffee and munch on our toasted English muffins and jelly. (In this case, it’s ginger jelly. Ginger is known to prevent seasickness, but that’s not why we eat it. It just tastes amazing.)

Practical note: The Tervis tumblers you see pictured here are double-walled so they keep liquids hot or cold much longer than other cups.

The boat of life…

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The boat of life…

Let your boat of life be light, packed with only what you need — a homely home and simple pleasures, one or two friends, worth the name, someone to love and someone to love you, a cat, a dog, and a pipe or two, enough to eat and enough to wear, and a little more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing.

Jerome K. Jerome

On Rewriting the Ledger of the Deep (or Renaming our Sailboat)

The official papers from the Canadian government registering our new sailboat in the name of Windsong II have arrived. Hurrah! Good-bye, Taormina. Hello, Windsong II!

The time had finally come to formally change the name of our boat to something more meaningful to us.

Renaming a boat is not something to be done lightly, however. Superstition holds that you anger the gods of the seas and the winds if you change the name of a boat. (And we don’t want to do that!) However, if you honour the gods by following respectful denaming and renaming rituals you will not incur their wrath, and they will protect your boat as well as those who sail upon it.

According to legend, each and every vessel is recorded by name in the Ledger of the Deep and is known personally to Poseidon, or Neptune, the god of the sea.  If you wish to change the name of the boat, the first thing you must do is to purge its name from the Ledger of the Deep and from Poseidon’s memory.

You need to obliterate every trace of the boat’s current identity. This is essential and must be done thoroughly. You have to go through the sailboat to remove all logbooks, receipts, papers etc. You must of course also remove the old name from the outside of the boat and polish the gelcoat.

Then you perform the denaming cernemony. We chose Vigor’s Denaming Ceremony since he is a respected author of many books of cruising.

Vigor’s Denaming Ceremony

Together we repeated:

“In the name of all who have sailed aboard this ship in the past, and in the name of all who may sail aboard her in the future, we invoke the ancient gods of the wind and the sea to favor us with their blessing today.

Mighty Neptune, king of all that moves in or on the waves; and mighty Aeolus, guardian of the winds and all that blows before them:

We offer you our thanks for the protection you have afforded this vessel in the past. We voice our gratitude that she has always found shelter from tempest and storm and enjoyed safe passage to port.

Now, wherefore, we submit this supplication, that the name whereby this vessel has hitherto been known (Taormina), be struck and removed from your records.

Further, we ask that when she is again presented for blessing with another name, she shall be recognized and shall be accorded once again the selfsame privileges she previously enjoyed.

In return for which, we rededicate this vessel to your domain in full knowledge that she shall be subject as always to the immutable laws of the gods of the wind and the sea.

In consequence whereof, and in good faith, we seal this pact with a libation offered according to the hallowed ritual of the sea.”

Then it was time to affix the new name and port to the stern of the vessel.

After that we performed the following renaming or christening ceremony.

We started by saying this:

“For thousands of years, we have gone to sea.  We have crafted vessels to carry us and we have called them by name.  These ships will nurture and care for us through perilous seas, and so we affectionately call them “she”.  To them we toast, and ask to celebrate Windsong II.  (We raised our glasses and said: “To the sailors of old… to Windsong II.”  Sips are taken.)

Then we followed with: “The moods of the sea are many, from tranquil to violent.  We ask that this ship be given the strength to carry on.  The keel is strong and she keeps out the pressures of the sea.  (Again we raised glasses and said: “To the sea…to the sailors of old…to the sea!”  Another sip.)

Then: “Today we come to name this sailboat Windsong II, and send her to sea to be cared for, and to care for the Galey-Hussey family.  We ask the sailors of old and the mood of God that is the sea to accept Windsong II as her name, to help her through her passages, and allow her to return with her crew safely.  (Again, we raised our glasses and said, “To the sea…to the sailors before us…to Windsong II.”  A long, last sip.)

The next step in the renaming ceremony is to appease the gods of the winds. This helps assure fair winds and smooth seas.

“Oh mighty rulers of the winds, through whose power our frail vessels traverse the wild and faceless deep, we implore you to grant this worthy vessel (Windsong II) the benefits and pleasures of your bounty, ensuring us of your gentle ministration according to our needs.

(Facing north) Great Boreas, exalted ruler of the North Wind, grant us permission to use your mighty powers in the pursuit of our lawful endeavors, ever sparing us the overwhelming scourge of your frigid breath.

(Facing west) Great Zephyrus, exalted ruler of the West Wind, grant us permission to use your mighty powers in the pursuit of our lawful endeavors, ever sparing us the overwhelming scourge of your wild breath.

(Facing east) Great Eurus, exalted ruler of the East Wind, grant us permission to use your mighty powers in the pursuit of our lawful endeavors, ever sparing us the overwhelming scourge of your mighty breath.

(Facing south) “Great Notus, exalted ruler of the South Wind, grant us permission to use your mighty powers in the pursuit of our lawful endeavors, ever sparing us the overwhelming scourge of your scalding breath.”

We finished by saying:

“We name this sailing vessel Windsong II and may she bring fair winds and good fortune to all who sail on her.”

We sealed the ceremony by pouring champagne over the bow of the boat.

And a toast to Windsong II!