My Mission Statement: “To Write Large Upon The World!” While Traveling Solo
May 7, 2015 by admin
TO WRITE LARGE UPON THE WORLD
My DNA comes from a long line of Tall Ship Captains! My great-grandfather, Henry Hilgrove Hollis, was captain of The Harvest Queen, out of Baileys Bay, Bermuda. My father, Russell Dickinson, set out in his twenties to sail around the world aboard the famous (to yachtsmen) little schooner, The Cimba. See The Saga of Cimba, Amazon.com. I’ve written a movie script about his dangerous voyage home aboard the derelict four-masted schooner, The Seth Parker. The script is named The Insatiable Sea.
Although I’ve never sailed, I have circled this globe twice, slowly, alone. And now, I feel the drumbeat quickening, to set out once again for a third go-round. I still have latitude to do a little planning, but my time in the United States is slowly winding down.
It’s quite uncanny the way this change announces itself. Most likely, it’s the DNA talking, because maps come out; dreams are revisited and considered possible; timeframes become examined in a way that’s slightly more pertinent than just last week: “Would my book release benefit or suffer if I left sometime in September?” The balancing act goes on until the perfect date is chosen. Something inside relaxes!
TO MAKE FOOTPRINTS OUT OF WORDS
Because my Bermudian great-grandparents kept long love letters sailing between Bailey’s Bay, Bermuda and his four-masted, merchant vessel, The Harvest Queen, in ports all over the world; and because I transcribed those seven-hundred, hard-to-read letters and donated them to the Bermuda Archives, I learned the value of sharing words written from the heart. That thirty-year experience taught me to write my thoughts and to hope that someone in the future will value them.
TO STRETCH MY BOUNDARIES TO INFINITY & NEVER FEAR ANYTHING
Solo world travel keeps a person young because you’re only going to do it when you feel young! So far, so good! And, it’s exhilarating to realize how little of the “Stuff of Life” one really needs. But, also to prove to myself and anyone else who might be watching, the truth of:
“SUFFICIENT TO THE DAY, ARE THE MEANS THEREOF!”
No matter how far I send myself, I do not exhaust that constant umbrella of promise. What a delight now, to test that Truth, yet again and again! Tapping the universal force of The Granny, combined with the innocence of “The Class of ’55,” I expect to bop around the world, continually finding new friends and wonderful adventures.