Captain Michael: There is a funny thing about finally getting underway.
Almost immediately, we start wondering where we’re going next.
There is a funny thing about finally getting underway.
Almost immediately, we start wondering where we’re going next.
How far did we make today?
Are we on schedule?
What’s tomorrow’s weather?
What’s the next waypoint?
Useful questions.
But they can wait a little while.
Thoreau wrote:
“Only that day dawns to which we are awake.”
I think there is more in that sentence than simply paying attention.
It is a reminder that arriving somewhere isn’t the only way to measure a day.
Sometimes the sailing itself was the day.
The wind filled.
The boat moved.
The shoreline slowly changed behind us.
Maybe we learned something.
Maybe we didn’t.
Maybe we simply spent a few hours exactly where we wanted to be.
There is a danger in treating every present moment as nothing more than transportation to the next one.
We can spend our entire lives underway…
and somehow never arrive where we already are.
So tonight, perhaps we don’t need to ask what’s next.
The anchor is down.
The sails are furled.
Whatever distance we made today is enough.
Tomorrow will bring another tide.
Tonight belongs to where we are.
Fair winds, my friends.
#Thoreau, #Walden, #LiveDeliberately, #BePresent, #TheJourney, #SailingLife, #LifeWellLived, #EveningReflection, #CrypTok
Captain Michael: There is a funny thing about finally getting underway. Almost immediately, we start wondering where we’re going next. Ho
There is a funny thing about finally getting underway. Almost immediately, we start wondering where we’re going next. How far did we make today? Are we on schedule? What’s tomorrow’s weather? What’s the next waypoint? Useful questions. But they can wait a little while. Thoreau wrote: “Only that day dawns to which we are awake.” I think there is more in that sentence than simply paying attention. It is a reminder that arriving somewhere isn’t the only way to measure a day. Sometimes the sailing itself was the day. The wind filled. The boat moved. The shoreline slowly changed behind us. Maybe we learned something. Maybe we didn’t. Maybe we simply spent a few hours exactly where we wanted to be. There is a danger in treating every present moment as nothing more than transportation to the next one. We can spend our entire lives underway… and somehow never arrive where we already are. So tonight, perhaps we don’t need to ask what’s next. The anchor is down. The sails are furled. Whatever distance we made today is enough. Tomorrow will bring another tide. Tonight belongs to where we are. Fair winds, my friends. #Thoreau, #Walden, #LiveDeliberately, #BePresent, #TheJourney, #SailingLife, #LifeWellLived, #EveningReflection, #CrypTok
There is a funny thing about finally getting underway. Almost immediately, we start wondering where we’re going next. How far did we make today? Are we on schedule? What’s tomorrow’s weather? What’s the next waypoint? Useful questions. But they can wait a little while. Thoreau wrote: “Only that day dawns to which we are awake.” I think there is more in that sentence than simply paying attention. It is a reminder that arriving somewhere isn’t the only way to measure a day. Sometimes the sailing itself was the day. The wind filled. The boat moved. The shoreline slowly changed behind us. Maybe we learned something. Maybe we didn’t. Maybe we simply spent a few hours exactly where we wanted to be. There is a danger in treating every present moment as nothing more than transportation to the next one. We can spend our entire lives underway… and somehow never arrive where we already are. So tonight, perhaps we don’t need to ask what’s next. The anchor is down. The sails are furled. Whatever distance we made today is enough. Tomorrow will bring another tide. Tonight belongs to where we are. Fair winds, my friends. #Thoreau, #Walden, #LiveDeliberately, #BePresent, #TheJourney, #SailingLife, #LifeWellLived, #EveningReflection, #CrypTok
