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The winds of grace always blow for us  but you have to raise your sails and just go.

Putting the He in Hero, all action/adventure films have the same moral: Perseverance pays. Of all the things I am not very content at doing,living on land is the most outstanding. I was an armchair sea dog, growing up on LAWNGUYLAND(L.I.) New York, dreaming of going places, but I never started and therefore  I never failed.

Those Who Do Not Move, Do Not Notice Their Chains

Considering how much inner "nomad" is in each of us, in adulthood I gave myself permission to LEAVE ASAP, and imaginatively re-create(d) my ID in line with my true allegiances of a place noted for second chances, Venice Beach, California.



Sea Change
How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is quite clearly Ocean.

Let The Orinoco Flow--There is no doubt about it, the exhilarating state of mind that travel can evoke, when everything seems suddenly fresh, vivid, intensely interesting, and memorable

.My universe is made of stories, not atoms: land, air and sea travel and the power of now. If I wanted to be a multinational soul, I couldn't do it in cities where I taught English like New York or Los Angeles, Paris or Tokyo alone-I needed to get consecrated by sailing on the oceans. It's a wonderful thing to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don't know anyone; where, as Melville said,"God's one and only voice is Silence."

Despite the undoubted camaraderie, the laughs, the jollies and the sense of tribalism that attends any cruising project, the profession remains a notoriously lonely one. Friendships are intense but brief; when the gig ends or the curtain runs down, you can soon find yourself back home staring at your cell phone and wondering if any of it really happened. Memories are short, time moves on, fame is transitory.

Nothing fails like excess- 6 times around the world does build confidence- It's not real life but an alibi. It is like going out of your mind everyday- in order to come to your senses.  It is a blessing:

Rule of thumb is if I am not  embarrassed enough  by who I was and what I did  last year,  I  probably not learning enough!

The word “blessing” actually comes from the French blessure, which means “wound.” So, a blessing always has that other side to it, My cruising obsession (this invisible wound) is like a private religion. It’s where the bulk of my spirit is actually invested. Yet I have been divinely compensated.The wisdom of this excess is that We die to the present tense and are born again in future perfect---the heroes of our own lives.



Outdoors Is In Read more HERE.

You can teach an old DOGma new tricks.  Neurons  that wire together fire together. I am not seeking a meaning to life, but the experience of being ALIVE. I am  longer hard-wired  per se for  cruise ships. My brain is plastic. The hunt for HAPPY is repetition. I enjoy the navel gazing concussions, the  Lakota-style sweat lodge ceremonies, the power of NEW and the power of NOW. That will never change.Life Extension: The "prescription" for  my happiness. I'm not going to the doctor or the mall, I'm  going on a trip.




Fade IN:  Leaving a ritual and habit of ordinary living,  I embarked  on an unplanned trip and became The  Accidental Sailor.  

For reasons of necessity rather than a sense of innate wanderlust, I am at sea because it gives  me something to do and a place to be. Magnetized and full of charisma, I always managed to stay on course, without realizing it. Sometimes I quip---Success at sea is continued enthusiasm despite failure after failure, because there are so many variables, but in the end, you don't quit jobs, you quit people. FunEmployment  has a limited lifespan. 

Never heard of FunEmployment? It's the person who quits his job or takes advantage of being out of a "job" to have the time of their life. Instead of punching a clock, you head for the beach. In my case, the high seas. 

2012

2009

20,000 Leagues Into My Brain

cOPENhagen

As much as I detest   the travel (sometimes) —I love the writing and the introspection—the virtuous delights of organizing a disorganized country, itinerary or culture, and comparing it to my state of mind at that moment , stripping away the inessential and the second-rate, classifying all that remains in neat, terse blog posts, building a solid foundation with the bricks that these ports of call and at sea have thrown at me.

The winds of grace always blow for us  but you have to raise your sails and just go. 
Any port in a storm won't do. You need to be content with the weather of  the day-to-day-The whole secret  is to have NO FEAR. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Written on the gates of hell is abandon all hope" Written in the heart and mind of a Buddha " reject all help"  Only then  are you freed.

The cure for anything is salt water -  sweat, tears, or the sea....

 Sure living at sea is hours of boredom tinged with moments of hysteria- sometimes the waters are so rough you get sea sick, but I never found these as excuses to remain ashore except for biking…and it’s lonely at times, but I call that solitude. Freedom is not free but it is not for sale and can't be purchased in a 7 day cruise. Sure it's fun- all the food and drink and music and noise; but pleasure is not  happiness. Happiness is balance and following your bliss, and connecting with the divine. The  sea is the place I house  my soul and access my higher self.

There are three sorts of people; those who are alive, those who are dead, and those who are at sea.

An I For An Island Living Well Is The Best Revenge

Freedom is what you do to what has been done to you

The winds of grace always blow for us  but you have to raise your sails and just go.

Putting the He in Hero, all action/adventure films have the same moral: Perseverance pays. Of all the things I am not very content at doing,living on land is the most outstanding. I was an armchair sea dog, growing up on LAWNGUYLAND(L.I.) New York, dreaming of going places, but I never started and therefore  I never failed.

Those Who Do Not Move, Do Not Notice Their Chains

Considering how much inner "nomad" is in each of us, in adulthood I gave myself permission to LEAVE ASAP, and imaginatively re-create(d) my ID in line with my true allegiances of a place noted for second chances, Venice Beach, California.



Sea Change
How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is quite clearly Ocean.

Let The Orinoco Flow--There is no doubt about it, the exhilarating state of mind that travel can evoke, when everything seems suddenly fresh, vivid, intensely interesting, and memorable

.My universe is made of stories, not atoms: land, air and sea travel and the power of now. If I wanted to be a multinational soul, I couldn't do it in cities where I taught English like New York or Los Angeles, Paris or Tokyo alone-I needed to get consecrated by sailing on the oceans. It's a wonderful thing to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don't know anyone; where, as Melville said,"God's one and only voice is Silence."

Despite the undoubted camaraderie, the laughs, the jollies and the sense of tribalism that attends any cruising project, the profession remains a notoriously lonely one. Friendships are intense but brief; when the gig ends or the curtain runs down, you can soon find yourself back home staring at your cell phone and wondering if any of it really happened. Memories are short, time moves on, fame is transitory.

Nothing fails like excess- 6 times around the world does build confidence- It's not real life but an alibi. It is like going out of your mind everyday- in order to come to your senses.  It is a blessing:

Rule of thumb is if I am not  embarrassed enough  by who I was and what I did  last year,  I  probably not learning enough!

The word “blessing” actually comes from the French blessure, which means “wound.” So, a blessing always has that other side to it, My cruising obsession (this invisible wound) is like a private religion. It’s where the bulk of my spirit is actually invested. Yet I have been divinely compensated.The wisdom of this excess is that We die to the present tense and are born again in future perfect---the heroes of our own lives.



Outdoors Is In Read more HERE.

You can teach an old DOGma new tricks.  Neurons  that wire together fire together. I am not seeking a meaning to life, but the experience of being ALIVE. I am  longer hard-wired  per se for  cruise ships. My brain is plastic. The hunt for HAPPY is repetition. I enjoy the navel gazing concussions, the  Lakota-style sweat lodge ceremonies, the power of NEW and the power of NOW. That will never change.Life Extension: The "prescription" for  my happiness. I'm not going to the doctor or the mall, I'm  going on a trip.




Fade IN:  Leaving a ritual and habit of ordinary living,  I embarked  on an unplanned trip and became The  Accidental Sailor.  

For reasons of necessity rather than a sense of innate wanderlust, I am at sea because it gives  me something to do and a place to be. Magnetized and full of charisma, I always managed to stay on course, without realizing it. Sometimes I quip---Success at sea is continued enthusiasm despite failure after failure, because there are so many variables, but in the end, you don't quit jobs, you quit people. FunEmployment  has a limited lifespan. 

Never heard of FunEmployment? It's the person who quits his job or takes advantage of being out of a "job" to have the time of their life. Instead of punching a clock, you head for the beach. In my case, the high seas. 

2012

2009

20,000 Leagues Into My Brain

cOPENhagen

As much as I detest   the travel (sometimes) —I love the writing and the introspection—the virtuous delights of organizing a disorganized country, itinerary or culture, and comparing it to my state of mind at that moment , stripping away the inessential and the second-rate, classifying all that remains in neat, terse blog posts, building a solid foundation with the bricks that these ports of call and at sea have thrown at me.

The winds of grace always blow for us  but you have to raise your sails and just go. 
Any port in a storm won't do. You need to be content with the weather of  the day-to-day-The whole secret  is to have NO FEAR. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Written on the gates of hell is abandon all hope" Written in the heart and mind of a Buddha " reject all help"  Only then  are you freed.

The cure for anything is salt water -  sweat, tears, or the sea....

 Sure living at sea is hours of boredom tinged with moments of hysteria- sometimes the waters are so rough you get sea sick, but I never found these as excuses to remain ashore except for biking…and it’s lonely at times, but I call that solitude. Freedom is not free but it is not for sale and can't be purchased in a 7 day cruise. Sure it's fun- all the food and drink and music and noise; but pleasure is not  happiness. Happiness is balance and following your bliss, and connecting with the divine. The  sea is the place I house  my soul and access my higher self.

There are three sorts of people; those who are alive, those who are dead, and those who are at sea.

An I For An Island Living Well Is The Best Revenge

Freedom is what you do to what has been done to you

Being There
Wow What a Summer last August-Alaska is a lot like pizza. When it's good, it's really good.
When it's bad, it's still pretty good; and like the Pizza Guy, Alaska always delivers.




Not everybody trusts paintings but people believe videos. Nature's living mirror, however is water---whether still or in motion,The most beautiful landscapes go  better with H 2 Ooooooooh! 

The Happy go Locals don't tan, they rust, and if they smoke, they smoke salmon.The  cruisers who inhabit this place for 6  hours a day may have come on different ships, but they are all in the same boat-Mother Nature's.



Here are my top 5 Videos:

Keep close to Nature's heart...and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean-John Muir

When you lived so little you tend to imagine you’re not going to die. But wasting your time concentrating on death is like watching  a comedy  and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It’s a mistake of emphasis.




 I like entering THAT  magic field called “Eureka”  enjoying the sweet lightness of being when  you are the universe. My attitude creates my altitude  and that makes me longitude my gratitude. Let me 'splan: Longitude spans all seven continents and so have I. Energy flow where attention goes. Sometimes, I get an incredible ROI, return on investment by being in the right place at the right time doing the right thing. I embarked on an unplanned trip and became:

Read More @ The Accidental Sailor

Beauty is Unity in Variety

When I rowed on the Charles River (1980), the  state of flow was often triggered.  It's that place where action and awareness merge, and you feel a tremendous amount of self control and focus.  What is even more amazing is the total lack of emotion(s) in this spaciousness You can't create experiences like this, you undergo them.  

The Secret is about results, flow is about process rather than achievement. The ends  justify the means is about the outcome. Flow  is means without ends-the joy is simply doing it, but doing it optimally is, nonetheless  the consequence.

Peak Experiences  provide water/landmarks of positive experiences that  I can recall and savor throughout the rest of my life or as I have come to know it-the stopover between being and oblivion,  that blissful repose of nothingness. 

Mysticism and Exaggeration  ---"Holy Cow!" hyperbole go together 

PE's  are those moments, gone in 60 seconds to  a few minutes, where I feel my  highest levels of happiness, synchronicity and  promise.  It's real magic where my consciousness becomes storyteller. The teachable moment being: PE's  insinuate  the recognition that my own powers are far greater than I  imagined them to ever be.

I have had so many of these  PE's  while sailing. It's no stretch---Nature has a way of showing up and producing wonder, awe, or ecstasy. 

Last Summer, for instance, in the Pacific Northwest. Peak Experiences are  another way to describe the joy and elation that visit(ed) my life.

Write? Right!

Here are my travel blog entries:

• ▼  August (15)
  • Salmon Fishing- Reeling In The Years
  • Wings Over Misty Fjords-Flightseeing
  • Tongass---No Rain, No Rainbow Falls
  • B.E.S.T. Bears Eagles Salmon Totem Poles
  • In The Sky-Wings Over The Inside Passage
  • S E Alaska-Here Comes The Sun-
  • Tongass Rain Forest-On The Waterfront
  • Misty Fjords-Active Rain
  • Seattle- I Have My Reservations
  • Alaska,,Where Mother Nature Lives
  • Glacier Bay-WWJM(John Muir) Do?
  • The Chilkoot Trail-Miner For A Heart of Gold
  • Inside Passage- Grass Is Greener Where You Water ...
  • Ketchikan- A River Runs Through It
  • Tracy Arm Fjord- Inside Passage- Vivid Blues

• ▼  July (13)
  • Travels in Alaska-Quinn The Eskimo
  • Juneau--The Wild Gospel of Nature
  • Ketchikan-Path of Moist Resistance
  • Glacier National Park-Of The Mountains
  • Skagway-After The Goldrush
  • Juneau-Enlightened Land
  • Seattle-The Flannel Manner
  • Alaska-The Great One

Being There
Wow What a Summer last August-Alaska is a lot like pizza. When it's good, it's really good.
When it's bad, it's still pretty good; and like the Pizza Guy, Alaska always delivers.




Not everybody trusts paintings but people believe videos. Nature's living mirror, however is water---whether still or in motion,The most beautiful landscapes go  better with H 2 Ooooooooh! 

The Happy go Locals don't tan, they rust, and if they smoke, they smoke salmon.The  cruisers who inhabit this place for 6  hours a day may have come on different ships, but they are all in the same boat-Mother Nature's.



Here are my top 5 Videos:

Keep close to Nature's heart...and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean-John Muir

When you lived so little you tend to imagine you’re not going to die. But wasting your time concentrating on death is like watching  a comedy  and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It’s a mistake of emphasis.




 I like entering THAT  magic field called “Eureka”  enjoying the sweet lightness of being when  you are the universe. My attitude creates my altitude  and that makes me longitude my gratitude. Let me 'splan: Longitude spans all seven continents and so have I. Energy flow where attention goes. Sometimes, I get an incredible ROI, return on investment by being in the right place at the right time doing the right thing. I embarked on an unplanned trip and became:

Read More @ The Accidental Sailor

Beauty is Unity in Variety

When I rowed on the Charles River (1980), the  state of flow was often triggered.  It's that place where action and awareness merge, and you feel a tremendous amount of self control and focus.  What is even more amazing is the total lack of emotion(s) in this spaciousness You can't create experiences like this, you undergo them.  

The Secret is about results, flow is about process rather than achievement. The ends  justify the means is about the outcome. Flow  is means without ends-the joy is simply doing it, but doing it optimally is, nonetheless  the consequence.

Peak Experiences  provide water/landmarks of positive experiences that  I can recall and savor throughout the rest of my life or as I have come to know it-the stopover between being and oblivion,  that blissful repose of nothingness. 

Mysticism and Exaggeration  ---"Holy Cow!" hyperbole go together 

PE's  are those moments, gone in 60 seconds to  a few minutes, where I feel my  highest levels of happiness, synchronicity and  promise.  It's real magic where my consciousness becomes storyteller. The teachable moment being: PE's  insinuate  the recognition that my own powers are far greater than I  imagined them to ever be.

I have had so many of these  PE's  while sailing. It's no stretch---Nature has a way of showing up and producing wonder, awe, or ecstasy. 

Last Summer, for instance, in the Pacific Northwest. Peak Experiences are  another way to describe the joy and elation that visit(ed) my life.

Write? Right!

Here are my travel blog entries:

• ▼  August (15)
  • Salmon Fishing- Reeling In The Years
  • Wings Over Misty Fjords-Flightseeing
  • Tongass---No Rain, No Rainbow Falls
  • B.E.S.T. Bears Eagles Salmon Totem Poles
  • In The Sky-Wings Over The Inside Passage
  • S E Alaska-Here Comes The Sun-
  • Tongass Rain Forest-On The Waterfront
  • Misty Fjords-Active Rain
  • Seattle- I Have My Reservations
  • Alaska,,Where Mother Nature Lives
  • Glacier Bay-WWJM(John Muir) Do?
  • The Chilkoot Trail-Miner For A Heart of Gold
  • Inside Passage- Grass Is Greener Where You Water ...
  • Ketchikan- A River Runs Through It
  • Tracy Arm Fjord- Inside Passage- Vivid Blues

• ▼  July (13)
  • Travels in Alaska-Quinn The Eskimo
  • Juneau--The Wild Gospel of Nature
  • Ketchikan-Path of Moist Resistance
  • Glacier National Park-Of The Mountains
  • Skagway-After The Goldrush
  • Juneau-Enlightened Land
  • Seattle-The Flannel Manner
  • Alaska-The Great One