go and do what you need to do...

Stephen, don't wait around here, go and do what you need to do...

These words come from my mum.

We are at a motorway service station. I am sat around not sure what to do with myself. To fill the time I am picking up my Mbira and playing it, but underneath the surface I am restless. There is adventure and the unknown that are calling me.

We are basically getting a divorce. If we were still going to school we would be splitting up now, so listen to my advice and do what you gotta do. .

These words echo in my mind, triggering fears and opening doors.

Yes Joseph is sad, but he will be OK. The dreams of future plans might not be as he imagined to be.

I am at a cross roads, both literally and metaphorically.

I have some big decisions to make. The hunter spirit is calling me and I cannot stay at home. I must make a move and follow my deeper dreams.

We are going on a sailing trip with the family. We sail out to a little island. We are fishing for things in the water. Not fish but old treasure and appreciation m special equipment from ship wrecks.  There is little for us on this island but we find things in the water. . one of us pulls up an old boat.

I am playing piano at my piano teachers house. There are three pianos to choose from. I want to play the grand one. I am trying to remember how to play the Chopin piece which is the nocturne I used to play.

I meet Judy Clifford and the Clifford children. They are growing up. I am still interested in Becky. Judy says some things to me.