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They, after all, have accompanied me for as long as I can recall. Their tenure has helped me turn my tiller, fill my sails, and transport me over seas to distant lands. Maybe if you take the time to get to know them, a few will do the same for you.

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Digging Out My Hole

Digging Out My Hole

Finally Finding Light

At the darkest moment comes the light
— Joseph Campbell

Apologies to my readers, but I am reviewing and revising a few of my blog entries from the past. Forgive me for my vague and somewhat ambiguous references. They are intetional. This one was written a year ago almost to the day (May 2016). I am writing in metaphor so you may be in the dark to what I did to myself, but it lead me down a dark hole and it wasn't until I sailed to the Bahamas to begin my 51-day solo that I began to recover from my fall down a dark and deep hole. (hole is a metaphor). This was a psychological hole!

  Mystique's  sunrise view about 40 miles northwest of Nassau almost 24 hours after leaving Florida.

Mystique's sunrise view about 40 miles northwest of Nassau almost 24 hours after leaving Florida.

 Like a miner digging down into a dark and forbidding hole, I experienced a duality...both the dark and my light were obscuring my vision. 

Like a miner digging down into a dark and forbidding hole, I experienced a duality...both the dark and my light were obscuring my vision. 

"Let's dig and see what I can find" said I.  

"I'm sure there must be a treasure down there somewhere. All I have to do is keep digging. The prize (I meant "surprise") will appear eventually."

And it did!...surprise me I mean!

 The moon's night light finally appears as I make my way to the Bahamas and discovering more about myself.

The moon's night light finally appears as I make my way to the Bahamas and discovering more about myself.

 The moon has become fuller each night so I able to discern what and where I am. Who I have become is another question! Dark and light have been known to color one's soul.

The moon has become fuller each night so I able to discern what and where I am. Who I have become is another question! Dark and light have been known to color one's soul.

 An early dawn horizon the clouds like shore trees appear upon an eastern Bahamian sky northwest of New Providence in May 2016 reminded me of how light emerges and separates dark. The green glow of my GPS screen is another light reminder.

An early dawn horizon the clouds like shore trees appear upon an eastern Bahamian sky northwest of New Providence in May 2016 reminded me of how light emerges and separates dark. The green glow of my GPS screen is another light reminder.

As I dug deeper, the light from above grew dimmer. As I dug, I grew more and more worried that my efforts were in vain, but I could not stop. I had gone too deep, I had only thought of the treasure. I had not taken steps to build steps to escape the hole I dug by  and for myself. I could not escape of my own hole. So I keep digging and it got hotter and hotter. More uncomfortable with each shovel full and I had no place to place the earth so I placed it on my shoulders. So the more I dug, the weightier and heavier I felt.

It was not until I finally listened to my voice inside me that I had heard the voices outside me. 

"I can shed some light ahead if you will listen to me." I said I will finally heed your advice because the weight and burden was burying my being."

One of my favorite places so far during my 45-60 day solo.

So nice to being and seeing the true light of the day.

Little Cistern Cay (above) in the Exumas Marine Park late May 2016.

More on how this happened and how I dug myself out and started to become WHOLE in my next logs about my self-exploration in the Exumas.

It Dawned on Me

It Dawned on Me

Got Schooled

Got Schooled