To arrive here, I crossed all seven seas.

Sophie Jack attended one meeting in the last summer of her life that gave her something set in stone. One of the attendees, a breast cancer survivor who had beaten the odds and far outlived her doctors’ dire prognosis, read a little story. Mom copied it out in big block letters in pencil on a lined sheet of looseleaf. She brought it home and posted it on the fridge door under a yellow butterfly magnet. The story was called Master of the Seven Seas.

There are seven seas we all must cross.

The first is the Sea of Struggle, to be born and raised.

Next comes the Sea of Pleasure. These are the teen years where the responsibilities are few and most worries are either illusions or far off along the journey.

Though the voyage may be stormy, the Sea of Love is long and it is the deepest of all seas. Our sails are full and the greatest adventures happen in this leg of the journey.

Love is followed by the Sea of Loss. As the sun dies, this passage is fraught with dangerous rocks that threaten to sink our ship.

Loss opens to a great sea called Suffering. It will be a journey in darkness. We may be forced to navigate by faith and by the stars. As the wind dies in our sails, we man our posts and stay on deck, watching for light, waiting for the far side of night. We will feel the wind in our hair again.

The calm Sea of Glass awaits with the dawn. Here, the sailing is so smooth, the water’s surface is like a mirror. We can peer over the side and see our reflections. As our ship slices on, our stores of fear are used up. The Sea of Glass yields a glimpse of the world as it really is.

It’s a short sail to the Sea of Tranquility. Here, we leave our losses behind. Our hold is empty of regret. No more tears are needed.

When we finally run aground, we are grateful our work is done. On that far shore, we burn our ship and bask in the heat. In the ashes, we finally find what we came for: peace.

This story touched Mom in a way that lasted. The words inscribed on my mother’s tombstone read:

To arrive here, I crossed all seven seas.

The Night Man is my new novel about crime, justice and redemption. It will be released soon. It’s an action-packed adventure full danger for cool characters, loyal German shepherds and plenty of jokes. However, there are quieter moments like this one. Master of the Seven Seas is an excerpt, yes. It may also be useful to those who feel pain and who are struggling to accept the sorrows of life along with the joys. I struggle with that, too, but this small thing does give me some peace.

We’re all in the same boat on this journey. Feel free to share this little story within the story with someone you think might appreciate it. 

Best,
Robert Chazz Chute