@ Sea For 2 DAZE- Sailing To Grand Cayman
Eating Dessert First
Because Desserts spelled backwards is STRESSED
So I ate some 70% chocolate, listened to Sting and Bruce Springsteen--- It was narcotic.
The philosophy of eating dessert first isn't just about chocolate and indulgence. It's about recognizing that life's sweetest moments shouldn't be postponed or taken for granted.
Two days at Sea- I went on a diet, and I lost two days.
Sometimes the best diet is simply living fully in the moment. Why lose precious time when you could be gaining life experiences?
At sea, away from the noise and distractions of modern life, we find the space to truly inhabit our own existence. The ocean becomes a mirror for deeper self-reflection.
The sum of all my problems today is the inability to sit quietly alone on deck 4 and watch the dolphins
True problems are often just the inability to be present. When we can sit quietly and watch dolphins play, we discover that most of our anxieties dissolve into the vastness of the ocean.
WYSIWYG - What you see is what you get
I do not create the Caribbean blue ocean, the white powder sandy beaches. Rather they are gifts to me. What I write about comes out of gratitude for being t/here.
Traveling gives me the sense of inhabiting my own life. Yet, when I was an AmeriCAN'T, I didn't even renew my passport, and never got inside of my own life. It's as if my rich Uncle Sam has already written the script for me: Thou shalt be comfortable.
The payoff was that I got to buy and do nice things like trips to Disney World, Las Vegas and The Mall. This is walking the painted horizontal (stuff and things) line, slaves to credit cards and debt. It's almost a rule that you can't get enough of what you never wanted in the first place.
The majority of my time in the USA, I have never been remotely anywhere without electric lights. I've rarely been quiet for a whole day. In fact, all of my "problems" simply stemmed from the inability to sit alone quietly at the beach or wherever. Doing this at sea is a forced sequester that revives my sense of time, and moves me (up or down) the vertical (spirit) line towards the saints or demons.
It was so astonishing that I received 26,000 hits+ to date on Youtube; Nightline and Good Morning America licensed my "content" for their broadcasts.
I remember when the Carnival Splendor was dead in the water for 4 days in 2010: no plumbing, no electricity or hot food or water—most of the 3,200 passengers were complainers, angry, some crying and shaking their fists. When you fall in America, even on a cruise ship, it's not that far down. We are Americans and ENTITLED to that.
The legacy of expectations about who we are is cookie cutter from our parents, our culture—it's a tradition which may or may not resonate with me, depending on my mood swings. It's hard to go out of your CZ, comfort zones, and yet when you get the call "Anyplace but here" and "I want to be surprised", you have to.
Sure, you can put the fun in this dysfunction. And dedicate yourself to living out these stories for an entire lifetime, with a little help from your friends—Generation Rx. Or you could break down, then breakthrough and be an outlaw—and tell your own story.
Defying these storylines is cultural betrayal and family rebellion. That's the difference between doing the blue chip things—living out the myth and living out autobiographically.
We are all living holograms, and can find answers on the quest simply by telling our own stories, by writing our autobiography—and discovering our personal mythology. I don't have one part of me that writes and another part that lives. My posts are just reports of a journey in progress.
Cozumel - 3 years ago
Every destination becomes a chapter in our personal mythology. Each place we visit is both a geographical location and a state of mind—a moment when we chose to step outside our comfort zone and into our authentic story.