Hanging tough.

If life were an ocean, then, I took off sailing, on my own, since I were a young child. Nobody taught me -  how to sail or what to do when storms come...

I've survived many weather conditions, being navigated with the internal compass, all along. I know the destination, buy I wasn't given a map.

On my journey I'd pick up friends. Some were drowning, others just swimming by, enjoying themselves. Out of compassion, I'd let those, who claimed to know, where I should be going, to row my boat for me. Often, because I was too exhausted.

Many claimed to be captains and were eager to show their skills. Yet, my intuition, again and again would let me know that their knowing was not aligned with mine...

This moment in time, I, finally, woke up under the sun in my rocking boat. Last storm disturbed me a lot, beat me up, made me doubt in myself and scared me, that I would never make it. My vehicle is beat up, there are cracks, leaks, and many missing pieces. I'm hungry, thirsty, and exhausted from fighting the last storm.

Yet, the sun is caressing my face, the salty air brings me hope and reminds me, that I'm still home. All is well.

One time, feeling unwell, with high fever, I saw a mirage of my final destination. It was wonderful and was calling me to come sooner.

I am simply rocking in the squeaking boat... I am content and safe. Connecting with my intuition, yet again, I'm slowly pedaling with my arms now. It's much slower and, when I get tired, I jump out and swim behind, pushing my boat in front of me.

The ocean gives me some nutrients. Like father, he is, too, concerned that I make it okay. Ocean loves me. I am a part of him...

My destiny is to send out messages in the bottles throwing them into the water with the instructions and the advice on how to never loose hope, while being in the middle of a storm. I'll be sending out first aid to those who almost didn't make it, and pray for those who lost hope. All of that is waiting for me on my island I'm pedaling now towards...

I know that's what my journey is all about, therefore, I am no longer stressed or ask myself: "Why do I exist?" "What is my purpose? "
I'm simply pedaling in my squeaking boat...