Ships Log 11/21/2014 Carole Fontaine, First Mate & Yogi Onboard Windsong. I wake up to the sound of the clapoti of water a few inches away from my face. Keeping my eyes closed, I bathe in this moment and snuggle deep into the sheets. My whole being is being rocked gently back and forth as the waves caress the boat. My dog is laying at my feet, silently playing with a discarded sock. My husband sleeps soundly at my back. It’s warm and cozy inside and I can hear the cool wind b
Some morning I wake up to deep inner conversations... What would happen if you put yourself first? If you stopped being scared and jumped in at every opportunity for growth and personal transformation? If you would let go of the wouldn’t, shouldn’t, couldn’t and maybes? How would life be? Would it feel more vibrant, more juicy and colorful? Would you suddenly feel like a kid again; breathing to full lung capacity and run until you’re exhausted and fall in the grass laughing?
The hurricane which blew in did a lot of damage after I opened the door to self-doubt. It took two debilitating surgeries, injuries from two separate accidents and years of pain before being diagnosed with Celiac disease to figure out how to stand up for myself and stop being an emotional doormat. The older I had gotten the harder on myself I had become and the more I had let fear dictate how I responded to what knocked at my door. I had invited the destructive patterns in an