The Lighthouse

The Lighthouse

For my sister Charlotte,

You’re probably wondering why I’m going off the topic of cycling. But this is my website and my soapbox for whatever I like.

I finally checked in with my little sister Barley, she’s on her own adventure down under right now. Although this isn’t her first, she’s a seasoned vet of Armenia and also India. Can’t believe she’s my sister to be honest, the most tenacious, brave, caring and supporting person I know. I lucked out in sisters I’m certain of it.

It was the perfect time to catch up with her. Adventures are tough, really tough. Back before I embarked on my Transamerica journey, I found a definition of adventure, it read “adventure is an unusual and exciting or daring experience”, and it’s completely true.

We go for our own reasons, to find something, to escape something, to experience something. But once we get on the adventure, we are alone and time spent alone can be bad if you don’t keep an eye out. Doubts can set in of our abilities to continue, of the reasons we’ve come and even of what’s next once it’s over.

I have a sneaking suspicion that my sister may be in the midst of these feelings so it was such a stroke of fate that we caught up. I was able to relate with her because I’ve been in that exact same boat a few times now. This is her adventure so I’m no person to put my opinion on it, but I was able to reassure her that she is free to do whatever she wants. More importantly I was able to remind her that although the excitement of adventure is incredible, the excitement of returning is also immeasurable. Life can’t be one massive adventure, even soldiers need R&R. We shouldn’t try to stay in the unknown forever, it’s exhausting!

There’s so much to be said for security, stability and support, I never thought these were important. I went from place to place and it’s only since returning to Essex with my tail between my legs that I started to experience the gift of a stable life around friends and support.

Sometimes we get caught out on adventures. I remember one so vividly I’m going to tell you about it.

I was 2 years into my life in the Middle East, from the outside my life was envious. 5-star lifestyle on a tax-free salary, weekends brunching and pool partying but it was all surface happiness. I was struggling deep down and my life was a disaster to be honest.

It came to a point where I just didn’t want to be there anymore. I felt so frustrated that after all this hard work I was still empty. Why me?!

The oncoming storm finally reached me on my little boat in the middle of the ocean. The cold waves crashed over me, the rain poured and the wind howled. I couldn’t see the lighthouse through the dark skies. I sat there on a bench alone on Dubai Marina and in pure despair shouted “Jesus, I thought you would save me!!”. Then Jesus answered me, “I am saving you Dan, I brought you the storm.”.

I still cry thinking about that moment.

I came home that same week.

Yours always,

Dan


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