While I remain cut off from the outside world, concentrating on writing my book, I will offer this quote as a substitute for a blog...
Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal.
(Henry Ford)
I totally agree. I've tried tackling projects both ways:
a) single-mindedly, not even considering the possibility of failure (or not until it was too late to back out, anyway)
b) being sensible and circumspect, and considering all factors before committing.
I can firmly say, based on my own experience, that the latter way of approaching a challenge almost inevitably results in abandoning the challenge before even starting it.
If you want to actually get something done, it is much better to hurl yourself in wholeheartedly, with enough stubborn bull-headedness to just make it happen, no matter what.
But just don't hold ME responsible for the consequences. They could be either a magnificent achievement and total fulfilment, or they could be a magnificent face-splat and utter humiliation. Or somewhere in between. In the end, does it really matter? At least you gave it a try...
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I may be in hiding while I work on my book, but I've still been busy with updating my website content. There have been numerous refinements, but especially check out the "Rower" and "Environment" options on the menu bar for the new stuff...
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Ocean: A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man - who has no gills.
(Ambrose Pierce)
I found this definition whe it popped up on my Google desktop in the "random quotes" area, and it provoked an interesting avenue of thought. Maybe the world is not actually "made for man", and I am quite sure that the oceans are not...
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The mariner and poet Chris Couch sent me this poem, which sums up the more positive feelings I had about the ocean during my Atlantic crossing. (The less positive feelings were decidedly un-poetic, and indeed unpublishable...)
Alone on an open sea
Gazing at a star filled sky
Where would I be?
Had I passed this planet by
An empty vessel
Floating through time and space
A blue marbled port
How on earth did I land in this place?
Not easy is this world
A life of battles
Defeats and victories hard fought
Seeking balance on the surface
While living deep in thought
An unknown destination
Towards which I ride
Beyond a moonlit horizon
Where my two worlds collide
A truth we have learned
This secret we share
Feeling her movement
Breathing her air
Taking measure of life
Standing at the edge of this step
All I have lost
All I have kept
Having forgotten more
Than most will learn
Surrounded in her cold darkness
She beckons for my return
[Photo: sunrise on the Atlanti - photo taken by me]
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