Life in port
Saturday, December 30th, 2006 11:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The V-berth mattress was finally dry yesterday - a real bed, at last!
Orion is pretty-well stowed now, not exactly ready for cruising but at least I know where everything is.
Dear Mate turned an ankle a couple of weeks ago, and carefully ignored the resulting swelling and discomfort. Then last night he turned it further and heard an audible 'pop'. He's confident it's not broken. I'm confident it's sprained. Will he go to ER or even phone a local doctor's office? (Does the President buy his own socks?).
He did let me wrap it in cold-wrap. This morning he did put on a drugstore brace, before I was even awake.
Now I know it's sprained. I'm proud of him though; this morning he opted for taking the car in for service and sitting in the waiting room, rather than getting right into another up-and-down-the-companionway-ladder project.
This week we've settled into the rhythm of being in port. Mornings are for doing projects -- working on Second Summit or doing laundry, routine car maintenance or working on the novel, washing dishes or finding someone to repair the canvas the mice ate. Lunch out about 1:30 or so, then whatever shopping needs doing (it's good to stay in other people's air-conditioning during the heat of the day, at least, most days). Evenings are for socializing, catching up on e-mail, watching old movies on TV.
Yesterday's big accomplishment: the refrigeration in Second Summit is now working, at least on the ship's own battery power. Still to diagnose: why was it unplugged from both 'shore' power and 'generator' power (the more efficient 110-volt system)? Maybe there's no problem, and just plugging it back in will suffice ... but maybe not.
Monday, in addition to this boating life, I start on a new project -- I'm participating in a study of spiritual practice.
For the next ten weeks I will spend 10 minutes or more each day following the study protocol excerpted below, preferably in the mornings:
"1. Pray -- get in touch with Divinity however you do that. Set your intention...
"2. Do 3 minutes of movement while focusing on your intention and maintaining your inner connection with Divinity. ..." [probably most days I will do Yoga; some days I will probably dance].
"3. Do some form of spiritual practice for 3 minutes or more ..." [probably I will sit in meditation; probably most days this will be for more than 3 minutes].
"4. Write for four minutes. Start with a few sentences about what's present with you right now ... Let an inquiry come forward ... Set your intention to connect to the highest source of wisdom within you. Go inside. Listen. When you start to sense, hear, see, or feel anything, write it down. ...
"5. Once you've completed these steps, record on your tracking sheet what you did and how you are. Please track every day. ..."
I'm excited; lately spiritual practice has been sloppy and intermittent. I'm scared; what if I drop the ball? What if being on "island time" gets in the way of even this? I'm confident; this support is just what I'm needing just now to help me get back on track.
Orion is pretty-well stowed now, not exactly ready for cruising but at least I know where everything is.
Dear Mate turned an ankle a couple of weeks ago, and carefully ignored the resulting swelling and discomfort. Then last night he turned it further and heard an audible 'pop'. He's confident it's not broken. I'm confident it's sprained. Will he go to ER or even phone a local doctor's office? (Does the President buy his own socks?).
He did let me wrap it in cold-wrap. This morning he did put on a drugstore brace, before I was even awake.
Now I know it's sprained. I'm proud of him though; this morning he opted for taking the car in for service and sitting in the waiting room, rather than getting right into another up-and-down-the-companionway-ladder project.
This week we've settled into the rhythm of being in port. Mornings are for doing projects -- working on Second Summit or doing laundry, routine car maintenance or working on the novel, washing dishes or finding someone to repair the canvas the mice ate. Lunch out about 1:30 or so, then whatever shopping needs doing (it's good to stay in other people's air-conditioning during the heat of the day, at least, most days). Evenings are for socializing, catching up on e-mail, watching old movies on TV.
Yesterday's big accomplishment: the refrigeration in Second Summit is now working, at least on the ship's own battery power. Still to diagnose: why was it unplugged from both 'shore' power and 'generator' power (the more efficient 110-volt system)? Maybe there's no problem, and just plugging it back in will suffice ... but maybe not.
Monday, in addition to this boating life, I start on a new project -- I'm participating in a study of spiritual practice.
For the next ten weeks I will spend 10 minutes or more each day following the study protocol excerpted below, preferably in the mornings:
"1. Pray -- get in touch with Divinity however you do that. Set your intention...
"2. Do 3 minutes of movement while focusing on your intention and maintaining your inner connection with Divinity. ..." [probably most days I will do Yoga; some days I will probably dance].
"3. Do some form of spiritual practice for 3 minutes or more ..." [probably I will sit in meditation; probably most days this will be for more than 3 minutes].
"4. Write for four minutes. Start with a few sentences about what's present with you right now ... Let an inquiry come forward ... Set your intention to connect to the highest source of wisdom within you. Go inside. Listen. When you start to sense, hear, see, or feel anything, write it down. ...
"5. Once you've completed these steps, record on your tracking sheet what you did and how you are. Please track every day. ..."
I'm excited; lately spiritual practice has been sloppy and intermittent. I'm scared; what if I drop the ball? What if being on "island time" gets in the way of even this? I'm confident; this support is just what I'm needing just now to help me get back on track.