This photo was taken on a rainy day in Belgium in October 1972.
This photo was taken on a rainy day in Belgium in October 1972. I was 9 years old, wearing my favorite summer dress though it was getting too short, gifted by a perpetrator three months earlier, who took me with him on his private jet to go sailing the US East Coast for 2 weeks. He was a very powerful man, and offered me what he called "a taste of my future." He was kinder and more attractive than other abusers, and was a parental figure in that he was the first to appreciate my intelligence and gift for languages, and was thoughtful in many small ways. He promised he'd be back for me, and I never saw him again. On some level I was waiting my entire life to go sailing again. Today someone sent me this quote by Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes, which reframes the sailing experience to reflect the voyage for which I was truly meant - not to be the woman to a man of power, paid off with riches to keep her eyes, ears and mouth shut, but to navigate my ship across these turbulent times.
Here is the quote: http://www.grahameb.com/pinkola_estes.htm