Don't hold your breath...

I don't believe I'll really start this blog until I get back to gypsying. Which I shall, and it won't be too long away, but too long for breath-holding.

Current estimated departure date:

Summer or fall 2019

Itinerary:

South, by water

Details::

• Mr Myrtle Sir and I will make our way south, cleaning water and beaches as we go, till we get back to where coconuts grow, and then we'll see if we find a place that says "here".

• We will sail of into the wild blue yonder on a 25' Cape Dory sailboat, with a crew of one, if said crew member is still interested and able when we go.

The Wild Blue Yonder (Photo: Ann Cognito 2014)

The aforementioned sailboat has not yet materialized, so if you happen to see it, please let it know where to find me and ask it to kindly wait till next summer when I can get it. It must be really really cheap but sturdy, sound, and seaworthy, with no major needs... or if you happen to have one you don't need any more, I'd be happy to adopt her for you and I promise to take good care of her and give her an interesting life.

Somebody's lovely CD25, borrowed from a google image search (found at https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/461126449321705542/ )

CD25 plan drawings borrowed from sailboatdata.com

I do have a very good backpack, though, and it does have a jellyfish on it.

(PIC OF PACK)

So... why?!

My life in a nutshell - I have severe chronic pain for multiple reasons, and a pile of messy etc including CPTSD that goes too far back. It's all caught up with me, and so did too many years of un/non-healing and even anti-healing. So, I have retired a little early, due to not being able to keep going and having passed that point far too long ago. I have a small (very small) (ridiculously small) (smaller than that nutshell) disability pension, but my needs are getting simpler all the time, so I don't need much and I keep learning to need less.

Climate and altitude make a huge difference to my health, as does leaving behind western culture in general for many reasons, so I'm going to go be a warm little wandering hermit.

I shall wander by sailboat partly because I always wanted to, and partly because I'm tired of damaging the world and don't want to do it even more damage to heal myself. Part of my healing is about learning to live more and more naturally; respecting the Earth as much as possible on my journey is inseparable from that.

I did seriously consider both walking and going by bicycle, but for a few very good and practical (even if only to me, some of them) reasons, crossed them off the list. The list being only three items long, that left sailing, so I twisted my own rubber arm and as soon as the ducks are in a row, the chickens are out of the hallway, the squirrels are back from the rave, the albatrosses are done hanging around, and the pterodactyls have returned through the shifting tear in the time/space continuum (which won't all take nearly as long as it sounds) - Mr Myrtle Sir and I shall find our sailboat and get back to gypsying and being warm.

It works better for us.

I don't expect it all to go swimmingly, but I do expect myself to follow the map in my heart.

(ooh - well, now that's another artwork in progress!)

There just probably won't be much to say till that gets to be more imminent.

Meanwhile, have a lovely day, and so shall we.

The Place That Says Here (original artwork: Ann Cognito 2018)