Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Ponderings


Sunday's skies: cloudy. Sky and sea melded into still soft gray. Uncanny. Eyes strain to find the horizon that isn't there.



Undaunted we threw our rain jackets into the back of the car and set off to explore the area around Nanoose Bay, just north of Parksville.

A walk through a marina proved irresistible to Tim, and so we tramped the docks together, admiring sailboats, wondering about the fuel budget for the speedster boats, and breathing in the sea air. I took photos.



The marina was almost deserted save for the boats lined up in their slips, silent and waiting. 

But, as we strolled along the last finger, an older gentleman approached. We greeted him with a smile, intending to pass by.

"You two look happy," he said. "You must own a sailboat!"

"We did," we replied, "but we sold it a couple of years ago."



"I had a boat," he said. "I sold it yesterday. I built it myself and poured time and money into it. It was my dream."

"Why did you sell it?"

"See these dark glasses? I'm developing glaucoma. I can't see well enough to be out on the boat by myself. You know, I think I shed a few tears last night, thinking about my boat."


Dreams come and dreams go. Sometimes we let go of them willingly, their purpose fulfilled. 

Other times, dreams are snatched away from us by any number of reasons - health, death, finances, changing priorities.

The death of a dream is often difficult. Something is taken away. Whether the dream is big or small, loss ensues. Grief takes the dream's place. Bewilderment, questions follow. 


After leaving the marina we climbed Natch Hill. Here we viewed the undulating coastline from distance. We saw a bigger picture. Our perspective had altered. 

Old dreams die. They are treasured and remembered, but other dreams come to take their place. New vistas are explored. In time.


13 comments:

Myrna said...

The death of a dream is difficult....

Well... hmm... she says wiping a tear a way. You certainly nailed that one.

HUGS

Judy ~ My Front Porch said...

I like your perspective on dreams...we must find new ones to replace those that have died.

Lovely pic's from Nanoose Bay.

Life At Camellia Cottage said...

Days like that, when it's not perfect weather, and you have plenty of time to wander, are just wonderful! I remember seeing the signs pointing to Parksville when we went to Nanaimo, but we didn't go all the way there. Now I wish we had gone as far as Nanoose Bay, at least! It sounds beautiful!

Even though it's been a few years since our trip, I still love reading your posts and remembering places we visited. It was a magical, memorable trip! Blessings, Becky

Elizabethd said...

Lorrie, that was very moving.Dreams come and go, and it does take time to recover from the loss of a dream.

sparks said...

in time . . . that's the hardest part.

Bettyann said...

Thanks Lorrie...if we stick to the old dreams we can never see the possibility of new dreams and thus miss out..

Brenda Leyland said...

Wonderful photos.... and moving thoughts about dreams.

I felt that sailor's pain as you described him having to sell his boat. Guess we all can relate in some way.

I'm always glad for God's redemptive threads that He weaves into our lives.... with the promises of something beautiful even though we don't see it at the moment.

Vee said...

Thank you for these words. It must've helped the man to see your happiness despite having sold your sailboat. That photo without a horizon is so intriguing.

Leanne said...

What a lovely post - as are your photos I especially love the first one.

Pondside said...

Old dreams are like old sign posts in our past and new dreams point to the the road ahead. Lovely post.

kyllimarjaana said...

DREAMS !I have no words to say what I want to say ( my english). This stilnes and silent waiting in these pictures ! I feel it in my mind . LOVELY .

Jenny said...

What a beautifully touching story.

I love that he lived every day of his life...and followed his dreams.

Beautiful post.

rama said...

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Have a great day.