Angle of the sun

I’ve been busy the last month. The mooring lines had to be changed and a new marina and city got the port of residence. I followed a job opportunity in another city and the cool element of being able to move your home came to evidence. 12 hours later I had moved everything, didn’t even have to pack into boxes, and the mooring lines was holding Frigg safely.

So what is this blog post about; have I moved? This is my lesson.

Being away from the city I call home, have made me realise what the city is actually about. It is not about work or the buildings. The nature that surrounds and the angle of the sun… That is where the answer is. I have called another city my port of residence for at month and as amazing as it is in it’s nature the sun doesn’t shine as it should on my skin. It isn’t calling me out to it’s nature and my mind doesn’t find peace as it did.

Could there be something about realising where you mind and soul is at peace by how the sun hits?

Maybe that is why sailors have so much peace and a lust to keep sailing. A mental journey about finding different sounds of the sun.