Rise up this morning, smiled with the rising sun. Three little birds, pirched on my companion way step. Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true. Singing, this is my message to you-u-u. Trying to explain my life to a stranger is like trying to sail dead into the wind, it’s impossible.
It’s easily been ten years now since I walked out the door of my rediculesly over paid cubicle and took my first full breath of freedom. It may sound easy but it’s not and it comes with many challenges that keep constantly walking tip toe on that tight rope of life. The past month has been one of the most challanging. The bank dried up, much seasonal work to be done on Sookie and my constant dizziness had the better part of the month slip away to no productive end.
An all day island tour to sell a few bits of flotsam and jetsam and I made a cool 25 bucks that slipped through my fingers like water. Getting off the ferry at near dark there were only five cars and s six mile walk if I didn’t get picked up. With each passing car I mentally prepared for the long journey afoot. The second to the last car pulled over and Bangarang!
Now I have this theory that there is no point in living if you aren’t an awesome human being. I will give you my last taco, the shoes off my feet and every penny I possess if you are in true need and a good person. This directly extends to hitchhiking. If somebody is awesome enough to pull over and pick up a complete stranger, use thier gas and engine hours to chauffeur you home, you damn well keep them entertained for the ride. Within seconds of being picked up we were all laughing our asses off, these guys were super kewl. 10 seconds into the ride an ice cold Amber ale was placed in my hand and it was the best ride ever. I was shocked and very greatful when being dropped off the driver insisted on giving me a twenty dollar bill to buy me a nice dinner and a beer. It might as well have been a million dollars and I have to say it was the best damn burger I have ever had in my life.
This one gesture of kindness set my whole world in motion. The very next day two very good friends who I have not seen in far too long came rolling in in thier Lyle Hess Falmouth Cutter 26, surely the greatest boat ever designed, next to Sookie of corse. They came bearing gifts and I had a few for them as well. A beautiful bottle of wine named Chloe and a loaner uke has the walls of Sookie singing and dancing, two of my favorite things in the world.
My whole point in all this is that if you truly love your life and your existence your sure find a few valleys between the peaks but the universe will always give you what you deserve. I don’t know what day today is but another miricle has happened and I have a fistful of C notes and exactly enough money to pay my insurance and yes, joy of joys, another month of slip rent with a wee bit left of for a fresh cabbage.
Follow your dreams and my silly pied piper writing and I promise you this. I will continue to serenade you from the very humble life that I live as a budget cruiser. I will sing to you as often as I can, singing, Don’t worry, about a thing. Cause every little thing, gonna be alright. Rise up this morning, smiled to the rising sun…
“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”
― Victor Hugo