Sassea Sails



September 2015

River of Life

Just as a river creates its own path and flows at the will of a power greater than it, each of us carves a path in life. Given the choice between facing the unknown or returning to a safe harbor, I chose the later. Seemingly I was trading my lifelong dream to sail around the world for a mate with whom I would make my world.

Why had I given up the loneliness of life at sea? Was it the fear of destroying my boat, running out of money, or dying of some weird disease? How could I let a flirtatious smile change my life’s direction? Perhaps it was all of those dastardly obstructions that changed the waters on which I rode. No longer alone, the s/v Coupleship was created on which my mate and I agreed to board.

Like the good ship lollipop, the s/v Coupleship continues to have the makings of a wondrous life. Yet from the moment we set sail, an ember of defeat burns deep within my soul. Then, tonight, suddenly, like an unexpected clamor of thunder my head shook in a nervous twitch. The walls seemed brighter. My dad’s smile in the picture frame above my laptop appeared more cheerful. No longer was dad telling me to stay away from sailors. Now, he heralds, “let the rain collect beneath your bow.”

Repetition, repetition, repetition

Perhaps this scherzo taken from Alfred’s Basic Adult Piano Course, Lesson Two sums up this well-known strategy for improvement . . .

Much to my sorrow it’s Vladimir Horowitz Who plays piano much better than I.

And pianissimo, also fortissimo, I can’t believe how is fingers can fly!

    If I just had a mere portion of Vladimir Horowitz’ talent I’d practice all day..

   I’ve had a suspicion it’s more than ambition, it’s how many D.C. al fines you play.

   Maybe tomorrow it’s Vladimir Horowitz who’ll be applauding the music I play. 

   Presto, prestissimo,  Brav-o, bravissimo! I’m getting better and better each day!

Confused Again or is it Still

Just when I think I have it figured out this confounded web configuration has me baffled. All I want to do is add an article to a category called metaphorically speaking. The category appears on my home page. I typed the article in pages. I found it by randomly clicking buttons on the site. It doesn’t allow me to put it in the category I want. Now I can’t find it at all. Should I have placed in in this section called blogs and not pages. What the heck is the difference?



Welcome to Sassea Sails, my new work in progress. This website has taken several years to organize. It is a culmination of my dreams, adventures, and history. From running away to school at four years old to running away from my fears at 65, my life continues to be blessed.

The purpose of Sassea Sails is to benefit others. Despite the I, me, my musings and memoirs every word is designed to convey a thought, a skill, or a laugh that will put a smile to someone’s face. Eventually I will have a fund raising category; not for me. Rather, it will be a method for making financial or in kind donations to those in need.

Currently, there are four categories which are listed above: quips and quotes, sailing, metaphorically speaking and learning. Click on each category. Then, puruse the articles. For now you can contact me through word press, I think. If not, encourage yourself to send a message via my e-mail:

Everything contained in this website is a culmination of what I have learned, explored, or discovered throughout my life. Appreciating my parents and grandparents underlies my desire to bring happiness to others. Whether I complete my solo circumnavigation or not is yet to be seen. As much as I continue to dream of such an undertaking I know Danny rests more peacefully in heaven when I am safely ashore.

Women Making History

‘Senior women are the largest demographic group in the US. More astonishingly is that for the first time in the history of the world, the money will be using to enhance our golden years will be money we have earned ourselves.”

A credible colleague shared this quote from one of her readings by Dr. Christiana Northrup;  additional information pending..

Perseverance, an Art Form

“The weakest step toward the top of the hill, toward sunrise, toward hope, is stronger than the fiercest storm.”

Joseph M. Marshall III, “Keep Going,”  ISBN: 978-1-4027-6618-3  2006 Sterling Publishing paperback




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