“The same wind blows on us all; the winds of disaster, opportunity and change. Therefore, it is not the blowing of the wind, but the setting of the sails that will determine our direction in life.” — Jim Rohn
The ocean has always held a special place in my heart.
For years my Dad was the local and solo doctor living in a remote boat/fly-in only inlet community off the coast of British Columbia called Esperanza. Because I hadn’t been born yet, I never did live there. But when I came to be with my family after they had moved to Kamloops, I had the chance to periodically visit the area.
I remember 2 things well:
1- Travelling on the windy road near Tahsis and getting car sick.
2- Cruising the waves on the boat travelling over to the inlet.
Growing up in B.C., I’m so grateful to have the privilege of those memories and to have had many other incredible experiences.
When I was younger, I would spend hours on the beaches near Parksville finding (er…partially tormenting poor) crabs and other sealife. I would collect sand dollars, dig up gooey ducks and build sandcastles.
In my teenage years, I was able to attend Pioneer Pacific-a bible-based summer camp on Thetis Island. It had main a focus of sailing and I learned to rig up my own laser and sail out into the big bay all by myself. Also in my youth, I was fortunate to sail the San Juan Islands on a large boat that was owned by close family friends of ours. They showed us around all the uniques towns and there were no worries while on the water. My family travelled to places like Mexico, Hawaii and New Zealand and playing in the ocean waves was something I quickly grew fond of.
I wanted to be a marine biologist for the majority of my childhood and Free Willy was a top favourite film. The ocean gave me solace, it gave me freedom and it was always mysterious.
A few years ago, Jeff and I took our boys to Tofino. We did all of the touristy things; we walked the beaches, ate the local grub, appreciated the West Coast art and chartered a private plane from Atleo Air to the surreal Hot Springs Cove (super duper recommend that company and the experience).
It had been a while since I’d been to the ocean and I soaked up every little moment.
We travelled there in early spring when winter hadn’t quite finished delivering it’s seasonal offerings of snow and storms. The morning we booked to fly to the hot springs, it had snowed and was freezing. We went anyway. Upon returning to land later that day, a massive rain squall hit the area just as we had made it inside a restaurant to eat. As we looked out to the sea, we saw the boats get rocked and the strong wind take hold of anything not secured.
We then saw a small boat with (obviously) two locals in it. Soaked they were yet they continued on about their business as if the exceptionally damp situation was simply commonplace. We were fascinated by their confident oblivion.
Like those folks, when theoretical life storms arise- we have a choice.
We have the choice to allow our circumstances to dictate the direction of our lives, drown our ambitions and let the storms throw us this way and that.
We can set our sails to our advantage. We can have a strategy to know when to move forward or when to pull back, we can lay frameworks and foundations first so that when the storms come, we are ready and secure. With those measures in place and with the right attitude, we can sail the big waves of life and be certain of weathering the storm.
So, get in that boat and set your sail.