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					<description><![CDATA[Come Sail Away It was like I had the confidence of a 3-year-old plunking away at a toy piano.  Every tune came out beautifully and they were all worthy of&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1><span style="font-weight: 400;">Come Sail Away</span></h1>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It was like I had the confidence of a 3-year-old plunking away at a toy piano. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Every tune came out beautifully and they were all worthy of a dance. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I have been able to find a rhythm that built upon that start. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It is now time to find a longer strain and go for more. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The music seems to turn itself up as a keyboard was what I heard next. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It was from a flowing song that brought it all together as </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5MAg_yWsq8"><span style="font-weight: 400;">Come Sail Away by Styx</span></a><span style="font-weight: 400;">.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">For years, the single notes that came also brought the trust of the three-year-old. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Picture yourself enjoying the dance and knowing that there will be some happy and some sad times, yet it will all come together in the end. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">That is how this music rolled forward for me as the notes built up. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It’s also what’s ahead of me as the days keep coming. </span></p>
<h2>Come sail away as we take this journey.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Come sail away as we take this journey. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I’ll share a step with you with a belief that we may have both been through some difficult times. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Yet here we are together to look at things up, down and all around. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Together we can look up for one thing that keeps our feet in place and going towards a thing. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Can it happen at the same time? </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Perhaps. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">This is how it looked at a time in my life. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<h2><span style="font-weight: 400;">I’m known as the one who’s in</span><a href="https://juliapearce.net/2024/02/19/the-acts-of-life-130/"><span style="font-weight: 400;"> my 3rd act</span></a><span style="font-weight: 400;">. </span></h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">This is because I’ve lived three lives, as three people. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">One is the person who knew things and where I was going as the young confident child. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Then a person who was able to learn more with a grand soul. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Finally, as this person who is learning, and that I know nothing at all. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The person who was able to learn more, did it sometimes while pounding to the music that flowed through me as I went up and down hills. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Created strength and realized I had angels flying next to me on the mountain trails. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I searched for a tomorrow that I couldn’t describe or run from. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What I could do was pull in and then see what came next. </span></p>
<h2>Those times I saw with a grand one were part of when I sailed away.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Those times I sat with a grand one were part of when I sailed away. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">We sat on everything and found joy along the way. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Sometimes we went fast over waves that sparkled with sunshine and laughter. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Other moments were taken as we flew along train tracks to adventures in a city. We followed up a day with good food and smiles for miles. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Then there were the meandering days through libraries. Looking up, down and all around the shelves for the joy one book could bring. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Flipping through pages for bright colors and animals to bring imagination into our play. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Waving to the helpers at the front desk as reading and communication became a part of our everyday life. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The speed of those days now sits in my mind as the memories wander around until they find a settling place. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">As if they’re looking for a beach to settle onto for a calm evening.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It feels like the confidence of that three-year-old has helped me in an ongoing way as the rhythm of life continued. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The songs have changed since going fast over the waves with the grand one in my second act.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">I have also added a different piano to the toy one.</span></p>
<h2>What I now know is that I can continue to learn more while sailing away.</h2>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What I now know is that I can continue to learn more while sailing away to what comes next. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The joy that comes with that is powerful. I have been surprised by many things as I gaze into the skies. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Angels continue to run with me as I’m on the mountain trails and watch the waves come along every shore. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">And as I roll up and down the keys of life, up, down and all around. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
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