"Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers."
Hans Christian Andersen
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Wait For The Wind
It probably has happened to every salty-dog sailor while crossing the sea—doldrums are encountered, the breeze stops blowing, and the vessel slows to wait for the wind again to fill its sails. The travelers are at an impasse,
unable to go forward or back. I am at an impasse in this voyage
around the world. Here in Bali, I can stay a month, but was planning
to leave sooner and go to Papua New Guinea. My original thought was
to end by traveling in Ecuador before flying home to the USA. I
invent as I go along, and have discovered New Guinea surprisingly
expensive, as is Australia, and likewise getting to South America
from anywhere in these parts. I feel stranded and realize I
need to make plans quickly to book the passages I need and get the
best opportunities. Maybe I don't know what I want.
This feeling of being stranded in my personal life has
occasionally come upon me, and it is like the sailor in doldrums.
What can one do but wait for the wind?