A penny....
Reason: Contemplation/Meditation
I’ve always enjoyed taking my time to quietly think about things. I may be sitting somewhere outside or driving long distances, but when I’ve been able to turn off the outside distractions, I can begin to ponder my universe.
I love to wrestle with a thought for as long as possible. I need to sneak up on it, take a long look before getting too close. Remember Nemo’s Dad, showing Nemo how to exit the anemone? Check and then check again. Maybe one more time? That’s me.
I could never be a fighter pilot, making decisions in the blink of an eye. You know these kind of people when you meet them. They may not fly planes, but they can think on their feet and are wickedly good at video games. They are also helpless when it's time to sit still.
So here is the second thing I’ve discovered about living on a boat and why I stay. It enables me to relax and shake off the distractions. It is the perfect kind of place to take a long, deep breath, and get back in touch with my thoughts. It helps me understand my world.
I’ve always enjoyed taking my time to quietly think about things. I may be sitting somewhere outside or driving long distances, but when I’ve been able to turn off the outside distractions, I can begin to ponder my universe.
I love to wrestle with a thought for as long as possible. I need to sneak up on it, take a long look before getting too close. Remember Nemo’s Dad, showing Nemo how to exit the anemone? Check and then check again. Maybe one more time? That’s me.
I could never be a fighter pilot, making decisions in the blink of an eye. You know these kind of people when you meet them. They may not fly planes, but they can think on their feet and are wickedly good at video games. They are also helpless when it's time to sit still.
So here is the second thing I’ve discovered about living on a boat and why I stay. It enables me to relax and shake off the distractions. It is the perfect kind of place to take a long, deep breath, and get back in touch with my thoughts. It helps me understand my world.
It's summer. The shirt is totally ok.
A little later on it’s up to the deck I’ll go with a pillow and drink in hand, to search for that slow, meditative groove. Eventually, Sarah may come up and ask me what I’m thinking about.
I’ll smile and tell her “Everything.”
I’ll smile and tell her “Everything.”
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