Healthy & Ocean-safe Cleaning

Our ocean is an incredible, living, inhaling and exhaling being. She reacts and she strives to move forward even though humans are doing so many terrible things to her: packaging peanuts, straws, all types of plastic, fuels, garbage are thrown into her on a minute-by-minute basis. 

Dive beneath her beautiful water line and see you the creatures living within her, but you also see the damage being done to her. Corals are bleaching, fish are dying, plastics are wrapped around innocent animals. 

It is heartbreaking. 

Living on a boat immediately put into perspective for me the amount of damage one human being can do within just a few minutes. A simple 30-minute cleaning routine can wreak havoc on our water systems and the animals living within them. Everything flows back to the sea. Plastic doesn’t disappear. What your purchase, matters. 

These facts rolled around in my mind with so much force and weight that I began researching, learning and changing how I clean and how I purchase. I want products that are safe for my body and for our waters, and I want products that clean whatever I’m intending to clean. 

I am not an expert on this; I'm just a human being wanting to make changes for the better. In summary what I learned is that all actions have a reaction, just like all products have a response when placed into our environment. What's important to know is the ingredients and the biodegradability of your products. The time it takes to break down is what you're looking at. The longer it takes, the longer the products sit in our environment which means it has more time to do more damage like getting wrapped around a sea turtle or pelican.

Biodegradability can feel like a vague term, but it means (and the definition the Federal Trade Commission endorses) is the product's ability to “completely break down and return to nature.” For marketers in the United States to use the term biodegradable on their products it must mean that it will break down and return to nature in a “reasonable amount of time.” 

Then, you want to know what is breaking down and the results of that breakdown. Sometimes when a product starts to break down, it produces more toxins. This is where reading your ingredients will come into play. 

Another factor is being aware of how much of the product is being used and how much is being directed into a particular place. For example: A single home soap’s suds will break down in their individual backyard but if the suds are added with everyone else's suds in the same city and everything is thrown into a sewer line and then onto our beaches, then there would be too much soap for the microorganisms to biodegrade. Build up occurs. 

So, your individual power lies in: 

  • Choosing products that label their ingredients
  • Recognizing the ingredients as natural (preventing toxic breakdowns)
  • Knowing your consumption: how much of it you're using and putting out; where you are throwing it out
  • Purchasing products that break down faster and easier

When you’re looking into products, you want to: 

  • Look at the label for the ingredients.
  • If there are a lot of ingredients you do not recognize, then do not purchase the product. 
  • Purchase products that list ingredients you recognize as natural. 
  • Purchase products that are packaged in bioplastic (plastics derived from renewable biomass sources such as vegetable fats and oils, corn starch or microbiota). 

Here is where it’s important to know and use your own power: You decide what you purchase and what will go into our water systems or end up in our landfills. You decide. Cutting back on products full of synthetic chemicals or packaged in petroleum-based plastic will make a difference, even though you’re just one person or one family! It starts to add up! 

Here is what we use and why we use it: Please keep in mind I am not asserting that this is the only way or this is "what you should be doing." This post is meant to heighten awareness of what we're using and why! 

For cleaning our home (table tops, toilets, shelves, stove, cleaning up messes): 


We use Thieves household cleaner + fresh water mix: Thieves is a mixture of clove, rosemary and vinegar. Not only does it make our boat smell of lemon and cinnamon but it simultaneously helps boost a lowered immune system in whomever is cleaning and it won’t harm us or the environment. 

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For cleaning our clothes: 

We use soap nuts: Soap nuts are a sustainable natural resource that come from sapindus trees. The dried fruit produces “soap” (saponin). They are hypoallergenic, free of synthetic chemicals, fillers, toxins, dyes and perfumes, and imported only from Fair Trade suppliers. 




For cleansing our air and preventing / removing mold: 

We use a homemade Tea Tree blend. Tea Tree oil is an antifungal and antibacterial. It has the power to kill all types of molds, but is harmless to humans and animals. We also keep with us white vinegar to clean and prevent any mold that appears. 

Diffusing Tea Tree oils also prevents airborne mold. 

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Recipe for Spray: 

  1. 4 ounces water.
  2. 4 ounces vodka.
  3. 12 to 24 drops of essential oil.
  4. Measuring cup.
  5. Funnel.
  6. Spray bottle.

For holding and disposing of our trash: 

We use Commit to Green bags made of plant starch - instead of plastic - and it will decompose within 180 days (instead of 1,000 years that it takes a single plastic bag to decompose). 

For washing our dishes: 

2 cups of liquid castile soap, a few drops of essential oils, 1/2 cup of water. 

It feels good to know what products we’re using and also how we are effecting the environment. It’s far more real to us now to make choices, to ask questions, to purchase only what we know will not harm the environment to its max degree. 

As an individual, you can make a big impact by making simple changes. Our oceans and our air will clear, and we will leave a cleaner, safer, more stable environment for future generations. 

Journey to the Bahamas

“I’ll never get this stain out of here,” I said, under my breath. The bell on the glass door rings. 

“Hello,” an old man said, his arms full of clothes needed laundered. “Do you work here?” 

“No,” I answered. “But I’ve been in here for a few hours so, I like to think I’ve gathered some knowledge.” 

“I’ll take it.” He dropped his laundry on the table and started sorting darks from lights while I examined the impossible coffee stain. 

Finally, I give up and toss it in the washing machine. Again. 

“Do you live here? in New Smyrna?” I look over and now he’s stuffing his clothes into a washing machine that’s a little too small for his load (and there were larger, other options) but I didn’t say anything. 

“I don’t,” I said. “We are passing through. We live on our sailboat.” 

“Sailors?” He said with a lightness, as if remembering his days on the water.

“I like sailors: good people. I once lived on a boat; we used to race all around Cuba and back.”

“Really?” I pulled up a chair as he poured in his laundry detergent. “We left our jobs to sail and travel a bit.” 

“Good,” he said, without hesitation or needing to know any further information from me. “You only live once.” 

“And knowing that fact,” I continued, “made it feel nearly impossible to want to spend my days working in an office for someone else.” 

“Yes. Impossible. Down right criminal. I’m glad you got out while you’re young.” 

With that, he told me he’s going to take his old bones to the gym and he’d be back in a half hour to check on his laundry. With his hand on his hat, he nodded, like I imagine a cowboy who herds cattle would do out west. 

He leaves me to my thoughts and the incessant hum of the machines working all around me to clear the dirt and warm the fabrics. 

My memory travels a few weeks back.

December 18, 2017

We step outside of the airport into the warm island air. It’s my thirty-second birthday and I was just wished a happy day by the woman who stamped my passport. 


“Thank you for choosing the Bahamas,” she said, plopped the stamp down and granted me 30 days in her country.

I close my passport book, smile and move onward.

Outside, we find Bahamians hustling for work. Do you want a taxi? Do you need a bus? Can we carry your luggage? Have you ever been to the Fish Fry?

We were on the search for a taxi cab to Hurricane Hole (and, no, we’ve never eaten at the Fish Fry). 

Armed with prior knowledge, a tip from a friend who knows, we knew the cab ride to Hurricane Hole should cost us less than $50, so when a cab driver wearing a winter hat complete with a puffy ball on top said, “Hurricane Hole: $43,” we handed him our bags and jumped into his Toyota minivan. 

Once inside and revved up, there were clinks and clanks. Enough to cause my eyes to widen. 

Hurricane Hole in Nassau, Bahamas.

Hurricane Hole in Nassau, Bahamas.

He turned to us, shrugged and said, “It needs some parts.” 

Then, he immediately kicked it into gear and sped off through the night on winding streets. 

“Where are you from?” He asked, jerking around sharp corners in his part-needing minivan. 

“Virginia. Here to visit the Exumas for awhile,” we say. 

“Good show. Good show.”

We talk about the islands and the quickly-approaching holidays: Boxing Day, Christmas, New Years. 

“I’ll play you Junkanoo,” he said, after telling us about the upcoming Boxing Day parade where the 1,000-member band was expected to play from 10:00 PM to 6:00 AM. His speakers scratch out music full of drums, horns and human voices. 

“I don’t celebrate Christmas,” he said. He explains it’s only him and his son. 

“I have another son on the island, but, you know…” his voice trails off to silence. 

We didn’t know, but we didn’t ask. 

Suddenly, the van lurches. 

“Our new Prime Minister wouldn’t have hit that hole,” he said, laughing. 

The Prime Minister is new - since May - our driver tells us. How is he doing? 

“Too early to tell,” he said, matter-of-factly. Junkanoo plays in the background. 

We arrived at a toll and our driver starts to reach for money. 

“American influence,” he said, peeved that the toll attendant was sitting in a window on the left and his drivers seat was on the right. 

“I have to get out of the car to walk around,” he explained. “Don’t think I’m leaving you.” 

Placing the car in park, he walked around to pay the $2.00. When he returned, he explained to us the Bahamian to American dollar exchange rate. 

Making dinner on SAMORU II

Making dinner on SAMORU II

“It’s dollar to dollar, and everyone accepts American,” he said. 

When we arrive at Hurricane Hole, he passed our bags over and we wander to the glass door. A Bahamian woman working the night shift buzzes the door open. 

“Good evening,” she said, with a smile. There is a large Christmas tree covered in fluorescent pink flowers. 

“Good evening,” we said. “We are looking for the sailing vessel SAMORU II.” 

“All the way around, and then down the dock,” she explained and then points. “It’s that boat right there.” 

We thanked her and pulled our luggage, making our way to the 52-foot Catamaran that we will call home for the next 7 days. 


The Spirit of Traveling: Charleston, SC

In 1803, President Thomas Jefferson commissioned Meriwether Lewis and William Clark to explore new territory acquired by the United States, the Louisiana Territory. He wrote to them of their mission for their travels: 

"The object of your mission," he wrote, "is to explore... the soil and face of the country; its flora, fauna, and minerals; its climate; and its Indian inhabitants, including their numbers, their relations with other tribes, their languages and traditions, diseases and remedies, laws and customs and articles of commerce they may need or furnish. It will be useful to acquire what knowledge you can of the state of morality, religion, and information among them..." 

I carry this spirit and this discipline with me.

As I sit here, both hands around my coffee mug, resting in a sun beam that streaks across this breakfast nook, I relish everything I'm feeling now. I know in two hours, I'll be back out on the open ocean, in 40-degree temperatures, rocking with the wind and waves. 

But before I go, I'd like to address you, Charleston, South Carolina, in an effort to never forget our experiences here. 


We pulled into Charleston Harbor on Monday, December 4, 2017, as the sun started to slip from the sky. Anchored, we rested. We awoke on Tuesday to your exuberance, and with a plan, we started to lower the dinghy. We had supplies that needed purchasing, electronics that needed charging, and e-mails that needed wifi for sending. 

We find a beach close to a coffee shop to beach and lock up the dinghy. Charleston passersby offered to help us pull the dinghy up further the sand. 


We tucked into the artisan bakery, Bar Normandy, for a day full of one latté, a yogurt parfait and reliable internet. I downloaded 6 movies on Netflix and sent 50 e-mails, all while overhearing 22-year-old women chatter about how their boyfriends "clearly have raging alcohol problems, but they're nice all of the other times, so..." 

After finishing all of our wifi connected-dependent work, we headed back to Seas Life where we prepared for dinner with Ryan's college friend and his family. A beautiful night, we were able to shed our layers and enjoy the breeze. 

The next day, we fuel up. And this is where, standing on the dock, connected to 120-volt power, I upload I very first YouTube video

And that's when the cold front rolled in. 

Thursday, we woke up to a 45-degree boat. The temperatures in Charleston had dropped, unexpectedly, 30 degrees. We purchase a propane heater and gorge on Chinese food for warmth. 

We decide to continue heading south, so we make our way under the Wappoo Bridge 30 minutes before the workers were to head home and find ourselves in the middle of the harsh weather on the ICW

Cold and tired, a friend saves the day. He calls to say, "I live on the ICW and I have a boat dock!" The best words we could have heard. 

Pulling into the dock around 7:00pm, we spend the next 3 days and nights with this incredible couple. The wife, Nickie Stone, is an editorial photographer using techniques dating back to the Civil War, so we sat statuesquely still as the camera soaked in our image. 


We had breakfast with a dear family friend of mine who said the kindest thing about my grandfather. "He is my best friend. He has always been my best friend since the first day I met him," he said, almost with tears in his eyes (definitely tears in mine). 

We attended an artists market where Ryan purchased me my birthday gifts: a beautiful, hand-crafted ring, bracelet, candle, clothing by a Charleston designer, plant hanger for Seas Life, and a hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles. We danced the night away by fires in barrels. 

As the sun crept into our bedroom the next day, we knew it was time to carry on. But here's what I'm taking with me: 

Charleston, you are a sight to be seen, a state not to be ignored. Everything is an occasion that requires the best of dress, attitudes, and manners. But deep underneath, you are raw with high expectations and steeped in successful ventures. You get what you want, and you enjoy it. From your muddy backroads to your paved streets, you feel southern. From your strictly conservative churches, your whispers, your threats, your welcomes, you can feel the history here today - still breathing, still squirming, still very much present and alive. 

Your earth is muddy and clings to your feet. Your oysters burrow. Your coffees have a hint of sour, and your sugar cane is rich. Your people are kind - always offering to help but also ready to cut your throat, should the proper reason arise (but nobody wants that, now do we?)

Your trees command attention, but even if they didn't command my attention would receive it anyway. They're stunning in their goodly size, their unpredictable twists and turns; clearly, they follow no rules. And then your Spanish moss that drapes your branches. Even your tress dress for formal occasions. 


We met so many wonderful people will full hearts. The 91-year-old man who told us three blonde jokes only after approaching me to tell me he hopes to not offend. Memorizing jokes is how he stays young, he tells us. His 88-year-old wife (a brunette, if you're wondering) sipped her coffee and smiled, watching her flirt of a husband do his thing. As I twisted my red hair in my hand, he lightly touched it and said, "Look at that..." as if in awe. 

The chef at Bar Normandy who tossed mushrooms in garlic and spoke of his dreams to be a sailboat chef one day. 

The waitress who kindly asks, "How you doing, peanut?" to every customer. And she'll explain to you that they don't have a liquor license but she can put some sake in your Bloody Mary to make a Bloody Ninja. 

The woman who passed me the quartz crystal and told me to take it home along with a nugget of wisdom that it takes quartz millions of years to become a thing. 

The old ladies of Charleston who dress up in full-on button-down dresses and heels, dripping with gold jewelry around their necks and wrists. 

Your buildings dating back to the 1700-1800s still stand tall though struggling with termite problems. 

Your arts are noticeable and feel-able; they're a part of your city's main vein. 

You are a place of beauty, irony, hypocrisy, intelligence, money, and nourishment. You sit, loving your people in a dark but welcoming way. There is something very macabre about you, South Carolina, but that doesn't stop your beauty. 

Thank you for having us, feeding us, resting us, re-fueling and re-provisioning us. We won't forget you anytime soon. 

Between the fight & the comfort

Weather, not unlike life, is famously unpredictable. Out there on the water, the conditions can get brutal, fast! The winds grow in their tantrums. The rain, from an annoying persistent mist to a relentless downpour, can soak you - bone deep - in a matter of seconds. The temperatures can drop out, leaving your fingers and toes numb with a cold that creeps up and burrows down at the same time. 

As sailors, you push through. You pull on layers, you grab your foul-weather gear, and you bite down for the fight. 

Seas Life rafted up in the ICW after a long, rainy passage. 

Seas Life rafted up in the ICW after a long, rainy passage. 

Traveling from Charleston to Wadmalaw Island, we had constant rain, wind and temperatures hovering in the low 40s, but we were in a snaky part of the Inter-coastal Waterway (ICW). So, there we were: standing in the weather; Ryan was at the helm, and I was moving a light beam across the water searching for markers in the darkness of the night. Rain drops illuminated the light beam making it difficult to spot the reflective markers. 

After 2 hours of weather, your body grows weary and your patience wanes. You yearn for creature comforts. This is when friends of sailors become lifesavers. 

We docked the boat, threw off our wet foulies, and ran inside to the comforts of their home. We needed refuge. We needed warmth. 


Within minutes, I had a substantial glass of pinot noir and a hot shower sliding down my goose-bumped, frozen skin. You feel yourself exhale. You feel yourself melt. You feel yourself re-calibrate and re-acclimate. You exhale. 

The comfort of your creature comforts is amplified after wrestling with harsh conditions. But after you feel human again, and a little less like a swamp monster, you start to let you mind sink deeper. 

Weather is part of the life fight. Comforts are part of the perks. But freedom is what lies between the fight and the release. Freedom to travel beyond perceived comfort zones, expectations, jobs, city / country lines. It is this freedom that feels good and lasts, long after the warmth of the shower has worn off, long after the freeze of the cold has dissipated. 


You look around yourself and you find yourself in the middle of deep, deep gratitude. Thankful for friends who understand that a hot shower, a glass of wine, a warm meal of beans and rice, and a freshly-made bed with a washing machine to provide fresh laundry is an absolute blessing. Thankful for the hot coffee in the cup that will send steam into the air the next morning as you watch the sunrise over the ICW (where you left your fight hours ago). Thankful for the free day that stretches before you; a blank canvas; a day pregnant with unknown potential and opportunities. Thankful for your loved one; a hand to squeeze to remind each other, "I'm still here with you." 

You stop and notice the universal comforts for us all: shelter from the rage, hot coffee and showers, clean towels and sheets, good wine full of notes and conversations full of themes, a shared table topped with food, closeness even far away from friends and family. 

In life, not just in sailing, you'll encounter a fight that strips you down to a rawness, to a shaking mess of personality inconsistencies and neediness, and you'll find comfort in small things or big things, expensive things or warm things. But remember, that between the fight and the comfort is the life that you live. It's the precedent you set for yourself and others. It's the marker that you're searching for. It's the hours you spend, the people you hug, the revelations you experience. 

And afterwards, you'll feel the glow and you'll know: This is right. This is good. And here I am. 


Our Earth Provides

Thomas Merton wrote, “It is true that we are called to create a better world. But we are first of all called to a more immediate and exalted task: that of creating our own lives.”

Dolphins visiting Seas Life on the Atlantic Ocean (December 2017)

Dolphins visiting Seas Life on the Atlantic Ocean (December 2017)

This morning I woke up, poured myself a cup of coffee and walked outside to water our plants. Surrounded by the tiny ebbs and flows of water splashing against the bottom of the boat, gently moving it with the sway of the swell, I watered our plants (with a tomato so vibrantly red, it’s about to drop), basil, mint, squash, cucumbers and lettuce. 

Then I sat down with my cup of coffee and listened, deeply, as the breeze twisted through our sea glass wind chime ever so gently; the high pitch clinks created an unpredictable rhythm of its own. Before, I had never given nature so much of a… pause in my life. So much credit. I simply hadn’t noticed it before. Not in this way. 

I had never before noticed nature’s keen intuition. It’s impeccable way of providing, rocking, supplying, serving, re-grouping, re-claiming. It’s pulse and breath as it expands and contracts. It’s playful, stubborn and tricky ways like when the current wants to push you one way but the wind decides to move the other all while the moon is commanding the tide to do whatever it’s going to do too. 

I seem to understand Einstein’s theory of relativity better sitting out here on the water. Which is weird, because I’ve never sat and pondered the laws of physics before. But sitting here knowing events that occur at the same time for one observer could occur at different times for another makes far more sense when I’m sitting rocking on a sailboat watching life and nature (accelerating and non-accelerating observers, as Einstein would label them) move all around me. I wonder what they think I’m doing? I wonder how they’re experiencing the time and flow of my story, of their story, of nature’s story? 

When I first started to wrap my head around this whole “sailing life,” I struggled. I had so many hesitations, questions and concerns. How do you make money? But you can’t just do that! What about insurances? What about careers? What about futures? What will we do to make money? How will we have food and stable shelter and create a life and SURVIVE? 

Then one day, a sailor said to me while casually popping pistachio shells from the nut, “You need to stop worrying. Work will appear. Food will appear. Friends will appear. Purpose will appear.” 

I realized something suddenly. Was I under the impression that I was in full control of all those things (work, food, friends, purpose) on land? Had I bought and swallowed the idea that the only way to exist is to be an employee for an employer and buy my food from available stores, buy my insurances and repeat my days?

I started to see my fears stemmed from lack of trust in the world around me and in nature. Deep-rooted trust issues. I never assume that someone will “take care” of me or “handle things” for me. That was always my job, my responsibility. But in sailing, “taking care” and “handling things” look different. (I’ll discuss this later, but back to my realization first). 

I realized that society had taught me to fear and fear greatly. The world of people had convinced me that I somehow have control of this thing called life as long as I stay stable, stay in line, do what I’m told, pay my bills, buy the insurances, and wait. 

But what was I waiting on? If you ask Geico, I was waiting on a possible flood / fire / horrific car accident. If you ask my health insurance, I was waiting on a pestering cold or a heart-wrenching diagnosis. If you ask my career, I was waiting for an employer to recognize my potential and talents and have the ability to promote me. If you ask my love life, I was waiting for a marriage proposal. If you ask my school loans, they’re just waiting for me to pay them (while secretly celebrating that I can’t pay them all off at once). If you ask my mortgage, it feels the same way as my school loans. 

All of this waiting… and for what? Life is actually happening now. 

As I started to put the pieces together, I stumbled upon this Bible verse one morning: 

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?" [Matthew 6:25-34]

Then it hit me: I needed to trust in that, that is larger than myself. ASAP.


Since my life change (and mindset change), I have seen plentiful fish, bodies full of hearty meat, being pulled from the ocean. This meat sustains us, fuels us, provides nourishment for us. 

I have seen work come in different forms as we've monetized our blog, pushed for freelance writing contracts, and thought of new innovative streams of income. 

I have seen new ways to experience friendships and family. Ways where I have more time to spend quality moments with them. 

I have experienced a freedom I never thought possible to achieve. A freedom where my days are blessed to be open, creative and spread in various unanticipated directions. This is a blessing, and I wake up every day whispering, "thank you" to the universe. 


It has been 4 months since I left the stability of a full-time job and threw myself into a whirlwind of having to trust everything and everyone around me. This hasn't been an easy transition and it has required of me to conjure up different parts of myself, unknown to me before. 

It has demanded of me to have confidence in myself; not allow others to bring me down or convince me that I'm not worthy. 

I never expected these lessons to come from living on the water, but I now recall my last doctor appointment with my functional medicine doctor. She said, "You become what surrounds you. You're becoming water full of waves." 


This phrase repeats itself to me. How lovely it is to become a body of water - fluid, flexible, ever-changing, persistent and self-sustaining. How strong it is to live full of waves - transitive, powerful, influential, responsive. 

If there is anything I've learned here (living on the Chesapeake Bay for 5 months and now living on the Atlantic Ocean), it is that we have a big, beautiful world out there that wants to love us, care for us, share with us and test us. If you listen, nature speaks. If you ask, your answer will appear. If you trust, your whole world will open up. If you believe, you will be amazed. 



Night Watch

Night watch: the time of your sailing day right after you’ve eaten dinner so you want to snuggle up in bed and sleep, but alas, you have a moving boat in moving waters with obstacles like other boats, ship wrecks, buoys and land, so you cannot sleep. You must do what’s called NIGHT WATCH. 

For us, in the Atlantic Ocean at the beginning of December, this means wearing 6+ top layers (undershirts, sweaters, sweatshirts, vests, scarves and foul-weather gear jacket) and 3+ bottom layers (long Johns/yoga pants, pants and then foul-weather gear pants) and sitting outside navigating the boat around any potential dangers. Through the entire night. 

This is our good fortune plant keeping us safe on Night Watches! 

This is our good fortune plant keeping us safe on Night Watches! 

When you’re on a NIGHT WATCH in December in the Atlantic Ocean you will… 

Start off feeling good. You’re layered up and awake. For this particular story, your night watch starts at 10:30 PM and will end at 3:00 AM.

At 10:30 PM, you’re warm and enjoying the dancing beams of light that the moon shines on the water. 

Around 11:00 PM, you’ll check all of the navigational tools: You’ll check your position, your waypoints, the depth of the water. You’ll check your speed, and your distance. You’ll zoom in closely on your AIS to see if there are any boats coming your way that would require an alteration of your course. Once these have all checked out, you’ll go sit back down. 

For about an hour, with intermittent checking of navigational tools, you’ll try to read. Using a headlamp and moon beams, you’ll move the book at funny angles so you can get through the next paragraph. 

When this gets frustrating and you notice that the headlamp really messes with your human night vision capabilities, you’ll put the book down and stretch a little (while trying to compensate for the waves that are tossing your body left and right or front and back or, really, whatever way the waves want to toss you). 

That stretch will feel good, send warmth through your body and you’re feeling focused again! 

Now it’s 12:30 AM. The temperature has dropped but you’re still good, just noticing a slight chill in your fingers. 

You’ll look at the stars and planets, naming each one made-up names because you can’t remember their real names. Except for Mars. Everyone can remember Mars. 

Around 12:45 AM, the Coast Guard will come on the radio and give a report of everything you should be worried about. This particular night, it’s a floating log that’s 17 - 18 feet long. How it became a floating missile for any passing vessels, they do not know. But they’ll provide you the coordinates and basically wish you good luck. 

Now, you’re running to check your longitudes and latitudes! Because what if, I MEAN WHAT IF, that log was right in front of your boat?! And the Coast Guard waited until 12:45 AM to tell you about it when it would’ve been helpful information to have at midnight or 10:30 PM when your watch started for that matter! 

At 12:50 AM, you’ll calm down when you realize you’re nowhere near this floating log. Your heart rate will lower. 

Around 1:00 AM, you’re starting to feel cold and bored. You ask yourself why you didn’t pre-download “Stranger Things” on your iPad because that would be perfect right about now (except for the whole screens messing with your night vision thing). 

At 1:15 AM, you’ll go inside to make hot chocolate or tea. Mostly because you’re now freezing (you’ve been outside in low temperatures for 3 hours with the wind smacking your face) but also because you’re getting a little bored and making a hot beverage will break things up a bit. 

Around 1:20 AM, the waves will make your tea pot slip around on the stove, so you’ll have to make sure to hold it there over the flames. This will feel good and warm your soul. 

By 1:35 AM, you’re back outside with your hot beverage. You’ll wrap your hands around it for awhile because it feels warm and welcoming. You’ll watch the steam rise from the cup as it hits the cold Atlantic winds. You’ll try your darnedest to not let the waves spill it all over you because then you’d be a weird mix of freezing, boiling and sticky. 

At 2:00 AM, dolphins show up and you will - mark my words, you will - have a long, philosophical and existential conversation with them. They’ll listen, but they’ll also be jumping in and out of the water even when you’ve asked them to stop doing that and just listen. 

They’ll be fed up around 2:20 AM because you’ve asked them a lot of tough questions and they want time to think some things through. 

You’ll start to think about trying to read again around 2:25 AM. But, no. 

You’ll start to think you’re hearing your cell phone text-message sound notification, but, no. You don’t have cell service. Then, you let that hard fact sink in. You'll immediately want the dolphins to come back. 

You have only a few minutes left on your watch. These will move the absolute slowest. Slower than any minute has ever moved before. And yes, slower than watching the clock tick to your 5:00 PM quitting time at your 9-to-5. You’ll dose a little, drifting in and out of sleep but every noise yanks you back to the reality that you’re on a floating boat that could hit something any second and you shouldn’t be dosing off! 

Eventually, it will be 3:00 AM. You will go inside and wake up your sleeping partner with hot chocolate ready for them because all you want to do is jump into those blankets and close your eyes. 


The Days Before We Left the Dock

They say that the hardest part of leaving the dock is leaving the dock. During our preparations to leave - and the hustled chaos that came with that - we accomplished more in 5 days than we've probably ever accomplished! 


  • Drive Sheena's car to her family's in Richmond for safe keeping. (As a joke, they put it on Craig's List for $20k).
  • Clean out Sheena's car and decide what we're keeping and what we're getting rid of. 
  • Remove license plates from all vehicles. 
  • Change car insurance from full coverage to storage. 
  • Return license plates to DMV or deactivate them.
  • Clean out Ryan's Land Rover. 
  • Sell Land Rover. 
  • Hand over all keys to family members who are keeping our beloved cars safe. 

Comfort Family, Friends & Say Our "See You Laters": 

This one was the hardest. They love us! So they naturally worry for our safety. We found ourselves explaining not only our intended trip (Charleston, SC -> Florida -> Bahamas -> Central America) but also the sailing lifestyle in general. We explained about our MapShare and how they could follow us every minute (since that is literally the interval of time GPS points are dropped from our Garmin InReach) and they started to feel a little better. We celebrated my 32nd birthday, even though it's not until December 18, but we had a delicious meal and family time felt good. I left my mom with a book that is incredibly inspiring! 

We also had meals with our friends - lunches, coffees, quick catch ups before we headed out. These were nuggets of time, but very special to us. 


Provisioning is the process of securing all food you may need for your passage. We stocked up at Sam's Club and left with a $450+ grocery bill! But we are now adequately stocked with cereals, rice, pastas, granola bars, and other easily-storable dry foods. The other foods (meats, vegetables) we will scoop up from markets as we make stops. 

Our dear friend came by to help us go through all of the groceries, properly store them, and secure them down for sailing. 

Mail Forwarding: 


We left pre-stamped, pre-addressed envelopes for our mail to be forwarded to our family representatives, who will then open our mail, digitize it by taking a scanned image of it, and forward it to us! We also officially and temporarily forwarded all mail through the USPS. 

Never-ending Lists: 

We had 4 very-long lists going at all times: 1) Boat repairs 2) To-do list 3) To-buy list 4) To follow-up with list. These lists were extensive; sometimes, multiple bullet points would be under one heading! It felt overwhelming most days and we saw the repercussions of that manifest in our sleep. 

But the lists were checked off! The families were hugged! The mail was forwarded! The supplies were purchased, put away and secured! And then... it was time to leave the dock! 

How to Contact Seas Life

We want to stay in touch with you all as we venture out into this beautiful world! 


Here's how you can stay close: 

1. Make sure we have your contact e-mail here! This way, we can send you our updates. 

2. Visit our blog often for plans, images and videos of our travels. 

3. Follow our Instagram @seaslifeforgood for InstaStories and photos. 

4. Follow our MapShare! Here is the link:! From this MapShare you can see where we are based on our GPS coordinates and you can send us a message! Note: Sending us an e-mail to would be better, but if it's really important, you can send us a message through our MapShare! Simply click "Send Message." 

5. E-mail  

6. Listen to our Seas Life Podcast of stories, interviews, laughs and lessons learned. 

7. Follow our Seas Life YouTube channel of day-to-day happenings aboard Seas Life! 

8. OR, if none of the above work, you can always send us messages in bottles. Simply place your letter in a bottle and "deposit in any ocean." 

Bottle created by Bill Layne, Sheena's step-father. 

Bottle created by Bill Layne, Sheena's step-father. 

Gratitude & 5AM Wakeup Calls

/ˈɡrætɪˌtjuːd/ meaning good will, thankfulness, appreciation. 

This Thanksgiving - our second owning Seas Life - we are in an entirely different place in life. Our first Thanksgiving, we had only been dating for 6 months and we were in DEEP on boat projects. We were also at the very beginning of our individual processes on what Seas Life (the boat and the life meaning within the boat's name) would mean to each of us. Our second Thanksgiving, we've now been dating for 1 year and 6 months, and we now live full time on the boat and we're planning to venture out of sea in less than 10 days. 

Whoa. What one year can do and be! 

As we indulged on sweet potatoes, macaroni and cheese, pies and sweet tea, we thought about what we're thankful for: 

  • For each other and our love that has kept us together during trying times. Being in love is a gift that we treasure every day. As they say, our cup truly runneth over. 
  • For our parents who raised us to be who we are today. All of the lessons we learned along the way that taught us to live out loud, understand finances, and how to make our dreams come true.
  • For our families who love and support us. Without their endless love and support, we wouldn't be where we are today. 
  • For Seas Life: our home, our shelter, our traveling wonder. You have come so far and you will go so far! For that, we are thankful. 
  • For our educations at colleges that helped develop our skills and thinking. From our years at ECU, VCU and ODU, we are thankful for the professors and friends we met along the way. 
  • For the sailing community for their openheartedness and willingness to help us learn this world. From old salts to new friends (some of whom are old salts), we love your wisdom, your stories and your inspiration. 
  • For our friends for traveling along on this journey with us either digitally or by actually coming aboard Seas Life for an evening of fun! 
Thanksgiving 2017 in Richmond, VA

Thanksgiving 2017 in Richmond, VA

But we didn't stay in our turkey comas long. As soon as the hugs were all distributed, it was back to work on plans for traveling since we're 6 days away from "take off!" 

For the last two weeks, Ryan has been waking up at 5AM, ready to go! The last time I saw him wake up with such energy was back during his 14-hour days of working on the boat when he first bought it. His focus and determination have returned in full force as we approach our date for cruising. 

I switched my car insurance from day-to-day driver to "storage," removed my plates and returned them to the DMV since I won't be driving. 

I had book exchanges with my girlfriends to switch up our book library. 

Ryan has stocked up on backup parts, tools, and lines. 

We will soon be provisioning. 

You can follow along on our podcast or on our Instagram! 

Sending you love and good vibes from Seas Life! 

After a decade of dreaming... it's go time!

The air is chilled, so that means: It's go time!

Photo taken 1 year ago when we were just beginning our rehabilitation of Seas Life.

Photo taken 1 year ago when we were just beginning our rehabilitation of Seas Life.

For almost a decade, Ryan has been planning this dream. I only came into the story 1.5 years ago. And for 1.5 years, we have been preparing the boat (fixing what's broken, updating what's old, cleaning what was dirty). And now, it's November and we both know what that means: It's not time to be afraid. It's time to make this dream happen!

Preparing to leave everything we've known has hit both us in different ways. We have each had our own emotional overloads of stress, anxiety, sadness, excitement, joy, anticipation and fear. We have both had our fair amount of frustrations, misunderstandings and miscommunications over this trip, our feelings and fears about it. There are many decisions to make, and these decisions aren't all as lighthearted as "Do we want the blue comforter or the navy comforter?" Some of these decisions have been expensive and life determining. Most of these decisions have been outside of one of our comfort zones. But day by day, decision by decision, we are getting closer. 

Our general approach and process: 

JOBS- Are all of our jobs prepared for this trip? Have we closed out any accounts or matters that were pending? Have we had the meetings to prepare our teams for our departure? Do they feel empowered and informed and ready? 

MONEY- Have we paid all of our pending parking tickets? Did we create a feasible budget? Did we put enough aside for savings? 

PROPERTY- Have we sold or planned where our cars will remain during the trip? Have we secured someone to care for our beach condominium? 

DOCTORS- Have we completed all of our annual appointments? Have we secured all annual and necessary prescriptions that we may need? 

INSURANCES- Have we secured and paid for all insurance necessary to travel? Have we turned off any insurances we won't need because they're no longer applicable while traveling?

FAMILY- Have we made all efforts to keep our families updated? Have we shown them how they can track our progress and educate them on how to contact us? Are they aware of their role?

MAIL- Have we designated an address and person to receive and open our mail to forward to us? 

SUPPLIES- Have we purchased backup parts for the boat? Have we purchased and properly stored medicines, Band-Aids, creams, toothpastes, cleaning products?

PROVISIONING- Have we purchased enough dry foods to last long periods offshore? 

Through all of the preparation, we have stayed true to our goals and missions: To explore unknown places in the safest most efficient and affordable way possible. 

If you want to hear more about our preparations, check out our podcast episode! 

P.S. We will keep everyone updated as our plans & ways to contact us shift and change in the next few weeks! 

Preparing to Cruise

Counting down the days! Checking off each day as we get closer. 

Counting down the days! Checking off each day as we get closer. 

Cruising. This lifestyle is unknown by most, but still embraced by many. It means you move around when and where you want to and you figure out how to make money along the way. You make adjustments based on the needs of your family, the boat or your finances. 

To some friends and family, this concept doesn't make sense. It didn't make sense for me for the longest time either (though for Ryan, this has always been the dream). For me, I'm only a quarter there in my understanding. I still have yet to trust life and the world enough, but cruisers tell me that will come. 

While reading, The Cruising Woman's Advisor by Diana Jessie, I read a quote that summed up how I've been feeling about this whole experience. 

"For me, cruising is the simple life. I live on a boat instead of living in a house or in an apartment. My possessions are few, and my living space is smaller than what you'd find in a typical mobile home. I do not spend hours cleaning, talking on the phone, or watching television. I share every day - in fact, nearly every minute - with my husband in this same space. We live day to day, planning what we want to do and where we want to go each day. It is rare that we use the phrase 'I have to..." unless I am writing or the weather is bad." - Diana Jessie

The more I think about this lifestyle, the more I ask myself: What held me back before? My immediately responses were: Job, Perceptions, Money, Family, Responsibility, What I'm "supposed" to be doing.

So I broke each of those items down. Trying to understand this lifestyle has required that I have a relentless and vigorous conversation with myself about my life and the structure I live within. I asked myself some key questions: 

  1. [JOB:] Are you overjoyed on Sunday to return to the work you are slated to do on Monday? I call this "The Sunday Test." If I was feeling anxious, or blah, or dreading Monday on Sunday around dusk, I didn't pass "The Sunday Test." This meant I was in a job that I wasn't completely passionate about. I was in a job simply because it was a job. Poet John O'Donohue said it best: "We spend over one-third of our lives actually in the workplace, and one of the loneliest things you can find is somebody who is in the wrong kind of work, who shouldn’t be doing what they are doing but should be doing something else and haven’t the courage to get up and leave it and make a new possibility for themselves. But it’s lovely when you find someone at work who’s doing exactly what they dreamed they should be doing and whose work is an expression of their inner gift." 
  2. [JOB:] Does your job allow you the funds and time you need to travel, experience life and live life to your fullest? If the answer to this is no, and you're failing "The Sunday Test," then why continue in that job? Why give that job the power to hold you back?
  3. [PERCEPTIONS:] What are you afraid of? We all experience fear. But fear is one of the most powerful tentacles holding you back in life. I wrote down what I was afraid of: Not having enough, abandonment, not being good enough, not being "worth it." These are all insecurities that are placed within us at an early age. For example, we are told to get jobs not to be innovative and work for yourself. We are told by banks we must have consistent salaries, monthly payments coming out and in. We aren't told that you don't have to make money every day, you just have to make money, occasionally and whenever! We aren't told to be adventurous, instead we told to find safety and security. I was afraid to be bold, live bold, make bold decisions. Once I realized that fear was the thing holding me back from living boldly, I cut fear's power away from my decision-making process. 
  4. [FAMILY:] What about family and friends? I am excited about the fact that this life gives me more freedom to see family and friends. I no longer have a required time away from my family, as mandated by an institution. I have time to schedule and spend with my family in closer quarters and under less strict conditions. We design what our time together will look like, feel like, be like. 
  5. [MONEY:] Money, I have found, comes and it goes. It goes and it comes. I was so scared that I wouldn't be able to do anything without my job. I was wrong. There are so many skills I have that are needed in various parts of the world! And there are many different forms of "money." Money can appear as products, food, shelter. Money can appear as time, energy, effort. I had become so entirely married to this idea that money only came in one form: as a direct deposit into my account. But this just isn't true. 
  6. [RESPONSIBILITY:] I felt compelled to do certain things like have life insurance, a retirement plan, bountiful health insurance. The more I learned about this life the more I realized you don't have to do it the way you're told. You can still have all of those things, but you can pay them upfront for the year or transition money to and from projects. You can make healthy financial decisions without it being the set formula you're sold. 

After having these realizations, I ask myself, then, Sheena, what should you be doing? 

Photo by Stellar Exposures

Photo by Stellar Exposures

I've come to settle peacefully on the following list: mindfully approaching how I love, how I listen, what I create, whom I'm uplifting, how I move through this world, what, how and where I'm affecting change, where and how I'm spending my energy and talents.

Because I only live one time, and I want that time to be FULL. Of love, of life, of beauty, of challenge, of growth, of friendship, of laughs, of different types of work, of adventure, of personal freedom. For me, that means living boldly and reminding fear who is making the decisions. 

But I still have so much to learn. I have yet to trust that there are opportunities out there in the world to make money. I have yet to have full faith in my own skills and abilities (I still feel like I need validation or approval in the form of an employer). I am still scared that I won't be able to do this. 

The only way I'll ever find the answers to any of these constant thoughts is to try. So, I try. 

Healthy Sunshine Protection

Living on a sailboat and serving as First Mate of Seas Life means this redhead is out in the sun. A lot. That can be a wonderful thing, but it comes with a lot of risk. 

Photo by: Stellar Exposures

Photo by: Stellar Exposures

Redheads have a mutation to the MC1R gene causing red hair and light skin (also a stronger immune system). But "pheomelanin, the pigment found in the skin of red- and blond-haired individuals, provides less protection against sun damage than eumelanin, the predominant pigment in people with dark hair and dark skin" according to research by the National Institute of Health (Yikes!)

Needless to say, sun protection becomes critically important for this full-time, sailboat-living redhead. I need sunscreen on from the moment I pour my morning coffee to the moment I'm slipping into bed. That is a lot of sunscreen! That is a lot for my skin! When the amount of sunscreen increased, and the amount of time I was wearing sunscreen increased, I started to worry about what I was putting on my skin. I dove into extensive research to find the right products that would protect my skin but also not pollute my skin with chemicals. 

Here's what I've learned. Here's what to pay attention to. Here's what to know. 

Understanding Sunshine: 

When you feel the sun warming your skin, you're experiencing two different waves: UVA (ultraviolet A) and UVB (ultraviolet B). UVA is the long wave, and UVB is the short wave on the light spectrum. What does this mean? 

UVA waves are 320-400 nanometers (nm, or billionths of a meter). UVB waves are 290 to 320 nm. UVA rays are more prevalent and because they're longer waves, they penetrate the skin deeper. 

UVB waves are what cause redness and burning in our skin. They're in full force 10AM - 4PM. 

So we need protection against UVA and UVB rays to stay safe from the sun! Enter Sunscreen! 

Broad-spectrum sunscreen prevents UVA and UVB rays from harming your skin. But what chemicals are placed in our sunscreen to achieve this magic? (Read below). And are these chemicals the only way to prevent sun damage? (No). 

Sunscreen Chemicals: 

When we're thinking of sunscreen chemicals, you want to understand how and why they are used and why they exist. The most popular sunscreens on the market contain chemicals because they make sunscreen convenient and also they look better. But that does not make them safe. What exactly are we talking about here? 

The Federal Drug Administration has approved 17 active ingredients that reflect the sun rays back at the sun instead of allowing the rays into your skin (these ingredients are like reflective mirrors). These ingredients are split into two descriptions: chemical absorbers or physical filters. You get to choose which ones you'd like to put on your body. 

Chemical Absorbers: 

Oxybenzone: Check the ingredients of your sunscreen for oxybenzone (or benzonephenone-3). This chemical is used because it goes on your skin colorless or clear; it rubs in conveniently fast and provides UV coverage. Sounds perfect, right? That's why this chemical is found in every commercial sunscreen (looking at you Aveeno, Neutrogena, Banana Boat, NO-AD). But oxybenzone's easy-absorb and clear convenience comes with a high price: It easily absorbs into your skin cells and hormones. This chemical disrupts your endocrine system, the system that pushes products and hormones directly into your blood. This chemical when placed on your skin (which, by the way, is rated 8 on the Environmental Working Group toxicity scale) is easily absorbed into your blood. (Note: EWG is an organization that specializes in research and advocacy in the areas of toxic chemicals, agricultural subsidies, public lands, and corporate accountability.) Oxybenzone is linked to early puberty in girls, male infertility and skin cancer. It is also found in nail polish, fragrances, hair spray, and cosmetics as a photostabilizer.

Octinoxate: This chemical usually goes hand-in-hand with oxybenzone. It's added for extra UVB protection and it does protect your skin from burning. But it's a man-made chemical and when it's absorbed by the body it travels to your urine, blood and breast milk. Also, when you jump in the water with these sunscreen, it doesn't go away. The chemicals fall into the water and drop to the bottom of the water, destroying the life beneath the water's surface. 

Take-away here: I realized I didn't want to exchange my health just because I want clear sunscreen that rubs in quickly. I threw away all of my sunscreen that contained this chemical. 

After researching chemical options, I noticed they were placed in our sunscreen because we like convenience and we're a vain population, we want to look good. These chemicals made sunscreen convenient, fast-absorbing and clear. But what we didn't know is that it causes early puberty, problems with having children, and major environmental damage. 

I decided to research physical filters. 

Physical Filters: 

Remember the iconic lifeguard image? A cute guy with a bright white stripe of lotion across his nose? Those are physical filters. Where chemical absorbers take the sun and absorb the rays (soak it up like a sponge), physical filters reflect, scatter and block the sun rays. 

But they do this by being white, which may not be attractive because you see it sitting on your skin. 

The FDA has approved two physical filters: Titanium Dioxide and Zinc Oxide. These are naturally-occurring minerals in our world. 

Titanium Dioxide: This has the distinct, white pigment. It reflects sun rays back up, and it doesn't degrade when exposed to the sun. 

Zinc Oxide: Protects against UVA and UVB sun rays. 

While you may not enjoy the white hue these minerals leave on your skin, they are natural minerals! And they do exactly the job you need them to do! 

Understanding Nanoparticles: 

When you're using minerals, they have to be milled from solid particles to small, fine particles. This brings up nanoparticles. 

A nanoparticles "is a small object that behaves as a whole unit in terms of its transport and properties" (Ananya Mandal, MD). Imagine finding a mineral in nature. You have to crush it down in order to use it. But these fine particles of mineral still behave like the giant chunk you originally found. 

You will find when using natural sunscreen there is NANO or NON-NANO Titanium Dioxide and Zinc Oxide: they are talking about how fine they ground the mineral down. Some people worry that the finer the particle, the more likely it will be absorbed by the skin because finer particles can penetrate the skin's surface. Then you're right back to the concern of chemical absorbers. 

But according to the EWG, these concerns are nothing to worry about. They're all ground into fine particles to work, but preliminary scientific research has shown no evidence that zinc or titanium can soak in below the dermal layer.

Your Power Here: 

The power to decide what you buy and what you put on your skin is yours!

You can choose: Chemical absorbers (man-made, environmentally harmful, and slightly less effective) or physical filters (naturally-occurring, but come with the white hue). 

You can choose: Nano or Non-nano particles (how fine the minerals are ground). 

Where that leaves me: 

After extensive research, I threw all of my sunscreen away and started again. Here's what I choose for my body: I choose physical filters because I want naturally-occurring minerals. I use dark-colored clothing, sunglasses and hats to also block sun rays. 

Product Options: (My unsponsored, honest opinion of what I personally use for my FACE & for my BODY)

I use Mad Hippie products. They're all about chemical-free physical filters! And they throw in naturally photoprotective oils like red raspberry seed oil, avocado oil & carrot seed oil, plus vitamin C + Vitamin E + Ferulic acid which protects, naturally, against photoaging. Their sunscreen is free of nanoparticles, Parabens, PABA, Petroleum, Oxybenzone, Avobenzone & UV Chemical Absorbers. (Count me in!)

They also have a fantastic serum that protects pre-sun exposure and heals post-sun exposure.

For my body, I use Kabana.  Chemical-free, Non-nano, Broad-spectrum. (Count me in!)

It is important to me to know what I'm putting on my body for hours and hours of days and months. I want my body to thrive, naturally! 

Overnight Journeys

As a sailing couple, we learn more about patience and communication each and every day! Photo by: Stellar Exposures

As a sailing couple, we learn more about patience and communication each and every day! Photo by: Stellar Exposures

Traveling From: Norfolk, VA

Bound for: Cape Charles, VA

Nautical Miles:

Work can get frustrating, life can get hard. And we had fallen into a bit of a routine rut. So, we wanted to venture out: have some talks, meet some people, drink some fancy mixed drinks! 

Saturday morning, we poured our coffee and prepared the boat for an overnight stay in Cape Charles, Virginia. We knew they were having the Experimental Film Festival and this was a great opportunity to sail to a great party! 

We left the dock around 9:30 AM, set the sails and experienced a beautiful sail across the Chesapeake Bay to the Eastern Shore: we saw dolphins, and fish jump clear out of the water. I found a shaded nook and dove into my book, while Ryan steered singing to Jimmy Buffett. 

We arrived in Cape Charles around 2:30 PM. After securing the boat and taking some refreshing boat showers, we slipped on our evening clothes, poured ourselves a few drinks and sat outside on the trampoline talking with guests walking down the pier. 

The evening was full of friendship (new and old), laughter, fun, adventure, lobster rolls and oysters, and dancing to a live band by the edge of the water. 

Overnight journeys bring you these 5 very special things: 

  • Time away. Re-charging our batteries is underrated in this world. A quick getaway can reboot a tired spirit in no time. You don't have to travel far to capture the feeling of relaxation and rest. Sometimes, a simple journey across the bay is all you need to shed the irritations and responsibilities and feel free! 
  • Connection. When you have a collection of untouched, unspoken-for hours with your friends or family, your ability to be present for them and for yourself expands and increases. You'll notice yourself listening better, understanding more, and stressing less. You feel yourself lean into and relax into your friendships and family relationships in a supported, cocooned way: there is no one yanking at your time and energy. 
  • Revitalization. The definition of revitalization is "to give new life to." A short adventure away refills what your job, or your schedule, or your responsibilities have started to drain. Every now and then, we need a new life and we need someone or something to "give it." Investing in a short getaway will give you just that: a new energy, a new focus, a new drive, a new approach. 
  • Quiet. In a noisy world - when our phones ding constantly and notifications pile up - it's nice to feel quiet. It's nice to have a moment to lie down on the trampoline over the water and see the stars, hear the water running beneath you, and feel quiet
  • Newness. A short adventure can open your world up in many different ways, even if you're traveling to a familiar city or town. But there are always unexpected, pleasant surprises along a sail! A dolphin pod swimming along, a fish jumping, a live musician playing, a refreshing jump into the Chesapeake Bay for a swim in 30+ feet deep of water! 

In life, we need time away, connection, revitalization, quiet and newness. But we forget to make time for these precious commodities. Seas Life reminds us to remember these things. It reminds us to invest in these things so that we may be better human beings, and the best versions of ourselves. 

Journey onward! 

Ahoy, from Seas Life!

Seas Life, 2017

Seas Life, 2017

How we ended up in our boat packed with everything we own, including a dehydrated and stressed out tomato plant named Herbenito, is a story of trust, transition, and trying. 

In the summer of 2016, Ryan purchased a 1999 Catana Catamaran and announced he wanted to live aboard. This thrust us into a year of complicated boat repairs, selling a home, renting out a condo, registering for sailing lessons, ridding ourselves of everything we had been hoarding, and moving onto a boat that we now call home. 

How do you do that? How do you uproot your entire life to build a new one? How do you wave adieu to land dwelling habits, mentalities and philosophies and embrace nautical history, trends and proverbs? 

1. Embrace - and remember - who you are. We all have different backgrounds and experiences which imprinted within us different skillsets, likes and dislikes. When you're making a big transition, it can feel like you're losing yourself but remembering who you are and what you bring to the table is critical to the success of any transition. When Ryan and I decided to take on this journey, he came to the table with: sailing experience, skills as a DIY handyman, boat knowledge, water knowledge, optimism. I came to the table with: classical dance experience, a yoga and life-coaching certification, journalism degree, social media savvy, realism. Together, this gave us options and challenges. Some days our passions and our skillsets aligned nicely and played well together. What he lacked in disorganization, I made up for with my OCD. What he dreamed about, I brought to it realistic groundwork. And some days, our differences worked against each other; his optimism would sometimes crash headfirst with my realism. His confidence in this dream would sometimes lose patience with my overwhelming worries about it. But embracing and remembering who we both are (both for ourselves and for each other) pulled us through the transition. 

2. Decide what your goals are and decide on a plan to make them happen. In order to make a big move in Chess, you have to move the right pieces. This is how we approached our transition. We sat down and listed all of the variables and all details associated with those variables. He owned a home. I own a beach condo. Finances had to be shifted in order to secure the boat and pay off the boat. One of us had to focus solely on working on the boat while the other maintained a full-time job. He set a maintenance/re-fitting schedule for the boat while I brought extra hands and woman-power to the track progress, clean up, assess goals. Big moves were made when he sold his home, moved into my condo, then, with thoughtful planning, rented out my condo in order to carefully move all pieces to their places: finances, property, paperwork. All pieces were approached strategically. 

3. Communicate every step of the way. A sailing-couple, once strangers, now dear friends, told us a story about their adventures to Key West. She said she was captured by a piece of art she stumbled across there of two waves. The artist said, “We call this two waves because it represents two different forces, like two different people, traveling their own unique paths but headed in the same direction.” We remind each other of this story often. As individuals, we both experience life at different paces, at different comfort levels, with different anxieties. While we may not always be perfectly in sync, we are traveling in the same direction. Communication is what helps us know where we each are currently and where we’re headed.

4. Be prepared for the naysayers. Choosing to live a different way than the default way of life is shocking to both the people planning the change but also to friends and family. It isn't easy. Well-established systems aren't set up to empower you to make unique changes, so there is fear associated with alternate living. People told us we were “walking away from everything” (instead of being curious of what we were walking toward). People assumed I was “giving up dancing. And how could I do such a thing?” I was even asked, “Why did I even go to graduate school?” Naysayers are powerful and can be extremely influential, especially those naysayers inside of your own head telling you things like: “You aren’t capable of doing this,” “What if this is a huge mistake?” “You don’t know what you’re doing.” If you let the naysayers, both external and internal, get to you, you will definitely fold, walk away, quit. But if you’re prepared for them and understand their agenda (which isn’t always bad; sometimes, they’re trying to protect you), then you can move forward with the naysayings

5. Be kind to yourself, to others, to ideas. My mantras for meditations lately have been three simple words that I repeat over and over again: open, love, acceptance. When you're going through huge transitions such as giving up your home, your possessions, your comforts like reliable wifi and being able to flush toilet paper in the actual toilet, you start to feel it in your body. The stress levels rise, the anxieties spread throughout your mind and body, and your communication blurs, emotions flare, and now you’re a tight knot of unhappiness and queasiness. Be kind to yourself. Give yourself time to adjust. Be kind to your friends and families. Give them time to adjust to your new way of living. Be kind to yourself and each other when introducing new ideas or processes. Everything takes an adjustment period and that is OK. 

So, here we are. The beginning of a life-changing adventure and living on Seas Life full time: a sailing realtor & an in-training sailing ballerina. Our stories here won’t always be pretty or calming, but we love to share our growth as sailors, as a couple, as human beings. Thank you for being here with us! 


Sheena & Ryan, 2017. Photo by: Stellar Exposures

Sheena & Ryan, 2017. Photo by: Stellar Exposures