I haven’t been myself lately.
Yes, there is a lot going on in my life these days.
But it’s more than that.
My mind a little foggy. My heart a little heavy. My spirit a little weary.
My compass has felt a bit off…
When our April break arrived, I decided to get away. To visit my sister in Rhode Island. Thinking that perhaps being in a different place would change my perspective.
It was there that I discovered what was wrong with me.
I had a case of Sea Fever.
Yes there really is such a thing…
John Masefield once wrote a poem entitled Sea Fever.
There is a memorial to those fisherman lost at sea in Point Judith with this poem inscribed.
And there is only one cure for it.
Rhode Island is a tiny state. But its coastline goes on forever.
Time with the sea.
Waves crashing. The sound a sweet roar in my ears.
It whispered into my heart. Reminding me…
Life is like the sea.
Tumultuous and turbulent
Breakwaters absorbing some of the ocean’s violent impact
Periods of calm and tranquility
Points of light that protect and guide when there is uncertainty
Surprising and mysterious relics that take me back in time
And then back…to the present moment
The fever subsiding…sated and quiet