It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And though we are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are—
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will;
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
- Alfred Lord Tennyson, Ulysses
I’ve been thinking about that poem a lot lately. And I think what it says is that, while it’s tempting to play it safe, the more we’re willing to risk, the more alive we are. In the end, what we regret most are the chances we never took.
- Frasier Crane aka Kelsey Grammer
I suppose that I'll pilfer a poem and a quote as they are both meaningful in my life and this new adventure. It's easy to second guess oneself as you set sail and voyage to new shores. The land you once new, the land that was comfortable, the friends you surrounded yourself with, begin to grown faint. At times you will find yourself in rough waters, the waves threatening your very existence.
One has to rely on the resolve within oneself, that deep desire for change. It's only after spending a few days in open water that you can hope to see a new shore. The water has been anything but calm or easy, however, the daily mending of sails and testing of gear has aided in the creation of a much stronger person. Relying on ones team, ones family, is the only way to navigate safely. When we arrive at shore it will make dry, stable land that much more rewarding.
Cheers
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