The Rocking Cure

There are people in your life who just… know things. They have this quiet radar for what you need, even when you think you know it yourself.

I have a friend like that.

And thanks to her, I’m sitting on a boat in the Red Sea, watching the Egyptian flag snap in the wind, wondering why I don’t do this more often.

The sky is blue. The sea is blue. Everything is ridiculously, perfectly, almost offensively beautiful.

I’m alone on the deck. Well, not alone -there are people below somewhere- but up here? Just me, the shade, the wind, and the rhythm of the waves.

The boat rocks. Gently. Steadily. That slow, hypnotic sway that makes time feel optional.

And something in my body… lets go.

I don’t know how else to describe it. It’s like the rocking motion reaches into all the tight, clenched places I didn’t know I was holding and just… loosens them. My shoulders drop. My breath deepens. My energy starts moving again.

Here’s the thing: I’ve been traveling for what feels like three lifetimes compressed into 24 hours. A 2 hour Delay. Five hours on a plane. Five hours on a bus through the Egyptian night. Four hours of sleep that barely counted.

I should be exhausted. Facedown somewhere. Napping.

Instead? I’m here. And the rocking is dissolving the tiredness like sugar in tea. Slowly. Completely.

Every time I’m on a boat, I notice this. It does something to me. Something good. Something I can’t get anywhere else.

Maybe it’s the surrender of it. You’re not in control when you’re on a boat. The water decides. The wind decides. You just… go along.

And maybe that’s exactly what I need more of. Less deciding. More going along.

I don’t know where we’re going. I don’t know what to expect when we get there.

But I know -with the kind of certainty that doesn’t require explanation- that it’s good.

The wind pulls at my hair. The flag snaps overhead. The boat rocks, steady and sure, carrying me somewhere I’ve never been with people I trust and a friend who somehow knew, without me saying a word, that this was exactly where I needed to be.

And I think: this. This right here. This is a delight.

Image taken with my phone