Showing posts with label Sea Scouting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sea Scouting. Show all posts

Friday, November 9, 2012

The Bright Flames of Leaders


I know a guy who tries to be a leader in a group of teenagers by pushing them around.  Pushing teenagers is like trying to push a string.  They fold up.

Another guy I know works with teenagers too on the Sea Scout Ship Odyssey.  He knows a lot about his field, and will demonstrate it and show them when asked.  He gives them rough outlines on what to do, then reiterates with expectations.  Following that, he turns them loose, becoming the safety net should they need it.  





I’ve been on many a sail as the cook, and love watching these kids come in as giggly fourteen year olds and morph into empowered youth who can sail among the freighters of Puget Sound and around rocks of the San Juan Islands.


Lao Tzu said to start with what people know, then build on that. The goal is to let the people do things themselves.

When our daughters were twelve, they asked for money for all sorts of things, including birthday presents for friends, special shampoo, and snacks.  It was a constant effort to evaluate their needs and the budget.  After much thought and number crunching, we finally came up with a figure that covered their monthly needs, including some mandatory offerings at church, savings, and school supplies.  It wound up being $100 per month.  This seemed like an insane amount of money to turn over to a twelve and fourteen year old.
I imagined in two months we were going to see piles of earrings, new clothes and magazines.

We continued to counsel them and drew out plans for what they might use their money on, but did not insist that they do it.  Well, except for putting some in the basket at church.

Not long after my daughter and I were at the store and she asked to go up the hair care aisle as she needed some shampoo.  I suggested that she purchase a certain brand.  Shocked, she stated, “Mom I can’t afford that brand.  I’ll get this one, it is good enough.”

To me it was like her leaping from one trapeze to the next and successfully completing a triple summersault in mid-air.

One of the obligations on the Odyssey is that the youth have to take command of the boat for 40 hours.  Once they have done that, they are never the same, and I love watching them walk over that bridge.  They light my way by their bright flames.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Little Slice of Heaven

I remember when I watched my newborns sleep in the bassinet, and their little pouty mouths sucked in their sleep because they were dreaming sweet dreams.  I remember little chubby legs in bubble outfits, sweet wispy curls on the back of their necks, and sending them off to school in uniform and a lunchbox nearly as big as they were.  I watched them in school concerts, I handed them library awards, I videotaped them in horse shows.  In the hot gymnasium, I watched them get their diplomas.

I sent one off to the Army, and fly the flag for her every day.   I tried not to cry as the other walked up the aisle.  It could have been over for me, but it isn't.  I am SURROUNDED by kids, the best teenagers you could ever hope to have.

Last night we went out on the Sea Scout Ship Odyssey.  There were a lot of them as our unit has been getting more and more members lately.  I just like to listen to them, ask them questions and see them smile.

So there we were, on a perfect June evening in Tacoma's Commencement Bay.  Was the moon coming up over Mt. Rainier?  Was the side of the mountain aglow in pink wash from the sunset?  Was Vashon Island the perfect green backdrop for the chugging ferry boat and sailboats puffed along in the breeze?  I don't know.  I wasn't looking at that.  I sat in the cockpit, squeezed in among fellow sailors.  They were laughing and telling stories about their camping trips and what fun we are going to have when we go north next week on our 11 day voyage.  They gently teased me about the veracity of my stories and told me how eager they were to hear "The Upper Berth" and "The Lavender Ghost".  A former Sea Scout, now a college graduate, was out with us last night and it was so rewarding to see the fine accomplished woman she has become.  The breeze on my face, the silken evening, the laughing kids.  It was a slice of heaven.

My favorite quote by John Muir so often comes to me in such happy moments:
"Oh these vast, calm, measureless mountain days
Inciting at once to work and rest.
Days in whose number everything seems equally divine
Opening a thousand windows to show us God."