I am sailing

“I am sailing, I am sailing…” , not just a lyric, but a longing. Rod Stewart’s voice carries more than melody; it carries the ache of distance, of love separated by time, water, and circumstance. But sailing, in this sense, is more than boats and oceans, it’s about returning to ourselves.

We all sail, in some way. Through stormy emotions, through calm days of clarity, toward people we love, or versions of ourselves we lost. We sail when we leave toxic places. We sail when we chase freedom. We sail when we whisper a silent promise: I’m coming home, even if we don’t know where that is yet.

The sea is both chaos and comfort,  just like life. One minute, you’re gliding with the wind at your back, and the next, you’re bailing out the water just to stay afloat. But still, you keep going. Because something, or someone, pulls you onward. Hope. Healing. Closure. Love.

“I am flying, like a bird across the sky…” The song doesn't promise arrival. It promises movement. Intention. It reminds us that even when we feel adrift, we are heading somewhere. That the act of sailing is also the act of becoming.

And sometimes, that home we’re sailing to isn’t a place or a person, it’s a peace within ourselves we’ve been missing. A shore we once knew, but forgot in the noise of life.

So sail. Keep sailing. Across the waters of your past, through the fog of your doubt, beneath the constellations of your dreams. Because even if the sea is wide, the heart is compass enough.

If this resonated with you, you might love a free short course worksheet, please email me for a list of topics to choose from, thank you.