Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.
I have enjoyed losing sight of the shore these past years of my life, spending much-needed time “out to sea.” The people I have met and the experiences I have encountered because of it have absolutely made me who I am today. But I am also reaching an age where I appreciate more than ever coming “home” to “dry land” so to speak, where the people who will love you no matter what always greet with open arms.
Bluebirds are regularly associated with sailors. Every 5,000 miles traveled at sea is represented by a tattoo of a bluebird etched into either the chest or hand of said sailor. Common belief is that when a sailor sees a bluebird at sea, it means they are close to land.
Hence, the name of this blog. Bluebird Rising is situated somewhere in the middle of this chaos, both challenging me to continue losing sight of the shore in expanding my sense of self, while simultaneously reminding me to stop and enjoy the comfort of being able to feel the Earth under my feet.