A weight lifted from my shoulders as we sailed out of Labuan Bajo harbor to head into the Komodo National Park. The last 6 months of working to save money and preparation to get things in order suddenly came to fruition – I was free. Now I can’t say that the 6 months of work was a terrible chore. I certainly wasn’t working day and night down a salt mine, my work was stimulating and challenging, it was almost a relief to use my head again after sailing for all of last year! It was great also to catch up with friends and family, and enjoying the finer things like cinemas and restaurants. The range of selection at supermarkets was incredible after a year of food shopping in the markets of the Pacific! As satisfying as it was the thrill quickly wore off, it wasn’t me and it wasn’t going to make me happy. The fancy food and crazy parties were fun but in my heart of hearts I knew my true happiness was when I could wake at sunrise, jump off my yacht into the clean fresh ocean and then knock the top off a coconut for breakfast. That was meaning.
So it was thrilling to be out sailing amongst the islands on a sunny day. Putting up sails felt awkward at first but quickly fell into place. Pulling ropes was still easy but left my hands feeling sore, they need to grow hard again. Walking on the boat was clumsy at first, I had to relearn the natural roll of a boat at sea. And then there was taking into account the myriad factors in finding a safe anchorage for the night. But it all came back, this knowledge is stored in my body and mind like there is salt in my blood.