THE POWER OF THE KITE

Last weekend Adventures of Sara & Jelly took us on a little weekend trip to my happy place, the coast.

Give me a beach view over a city view any day. To hear the waves crash against the shore is my inner peace, to smell the fresh sea salt air is my bliss and to walk barefoot with the sand falling in between my toes is my heaven!

If I could escape the hustle and bustle of Suburbia every weekend, I would be packed and out the door on Friday afternoon before you could say boo! However work schedules and social calendars don’t always permit.

Unfortunately this weekend was no exception. With a wedding in town and Jelly’s birthday to celebrate, I had to settled for the nearest coastline 20 minutes from home in St.Kilda, its no Victorian Great Ocean Road buy hey, I am not complaining.

We stayed in a cute little hotel on Fitzroy Street, The Urban Boutique Hotel St. Kilda. Bubbles upon arrival, a big double king bed that we could have lost each other in, a spa bath over looking a private garden view, a beautiful hot pink espresso machine and the most important part, complimentary passes to use The St. Kilda Sea Baths.

You see our hotel must be chosen with on important factor in mind, “what’s the gym like?” It doesn’t matter where we go, how many stars, or how great of a discount I manage to snap up, if the gym ain’t good, or dear I say there isn’t one I have to hear about it all weekend!

So I was clearly winning when he discovered that my chosen surprise destination meant he could spend Saturday morning working in an A class fitness centre, over looking the ocean!

Next stop on our birthday agenda…. Kite Surfing!

Looking back now I completely misjudged the expectations of a two hour lesson. Silly me assumed we were going to be riding the waves like a pros in no time. I am fit, strong and my dance and yoga trainer makes me an excellent candidate for sustainability, control and balance, why wouldn’t I be?

What the tittle of our lesson should have read; a two hour introduction to kite flying!

I am not sure about you, but my childhood certainly did not involve much kite flying, the only memories I have of it is Mary Poppins, Mr Banks and “Let’s go fly I kite, up where the air is bright, ” but how hard could it be right?

WRONG!

“ The trainer Kite,” 1a quarter of the size of the actually kite, was powerful enough to plunge me to my knees, face down, dragging me through the sand …twice!

To say I was embarrassed was an understatement. I mean who couldn’t fly a kite?

ME!

Fighting with the kite was no option; trust me you end up being the loser. You certainly couldn’t use your strength to beat the kite. Show the kite any sense of irritation or impatience and it would almost laugh in your face and send you plummeting to the floor.

I felt like I was witnessing a perfect interaction of yin and yang…gone completely wrong!

Clearly my foundation was far from sold or accurate.

The harder I worked to succeed, the more unnecessary force I created.

Our communication was cut.

Our dance broken.

No Yin and Yang., just a struggle for power.

It got me thinking about power.

What good is Power if you don’t have all the fundamental support elements behind it?

Is it really power at all?

Or is it just a preponderance of energy that can destroy?

The kite encompasses properties that are bright, active and fiery. Working effectively, it is a very powerful instrument, able to soar through the air, move life, move me.

However take a step back.

What is the objective of the kite?

To fly.

As the kite drags me to the ground and pulls me through the sand, what proceeds almost seconds after?

The kite plummets to the ground too.

The oxford dictionary defines power “as the capacity or ability to direct or influence the behaviour of others or the course of events.”

True the kite most definitely influenced me but how was this effective?

In order for the kite’s true potential to be realised, the base line, the controller, me, has to be present, has to be giving, has to be connected.

An infinity loop: a constant exchange of energy.

I need you and you need me. We are all a combined entity that is powerful. One cannot to powerful without the other.

We often forget how important each player is. We forget that even though we may not be the head of our department, the director of a company, the principle performer or the team captain, does not mean we do not have the ability to create change or influence behaviours in others or ourselves.

We are all put on this earth as powerful creatures; it is what we do with it, how we interact with others, share our strengths, nurture each others weaknesses, that truly determines greatness.

The Yang cannot grow without the Yin.

One man cannot rule alone.

The kite is powerful because of you.

For the love of spring.

Nothing beats the smell of spring, there is a certain freshness to it that you got to love. The air seems clean and the sun is just that perfect combination of hot but not so hot that I can fry a slice of bacon on myself.

As September ticks over to October a refreshed, happier and warmer Melbournian emerges onto the streets. Travelers, no longer robots racing against time, stop every now and then to take in the glorious surroundings. With the knowledge that summer is blossoming, this place we call home feels cosy once again.

It’s also that wonderful time of the year where we realise we spent way too much time in winter, indoors sipping red wine with the ladies! Those extra servings of warm apple pie have now become extra inches on our hips and even though we didn’t spend the whole of winter curled up under the covers, drinking hot chocolate and skipping boot camp, we know there is still work to be done to get back to that summer lovin’ beach body we had.

With this in mind and the lovely spring air it’s time to brush the dust of my helmet and join my boy for a cycling adventure around the west: Adventures with Sara & Jelly.

Our adventure itineraries are almost always centered around food; a local favourite, a new talk of the town, a hidden gem or anything within a 1 km radius!

Our motto: work hard, train hard and eat hard, its makes us the perfect pair.

Today’s destination: Yarraville Farmers Market.

The journey there is a breeze. We are at one with the cars, pushing up & speeding down the hills, conquering each obstacle I get thrown. Keeping up with my cycling machine, I can feel the efforts of the last two weeks of my “shake away the winter blues” training program starting to work.

A well rewarded rest and replenish and with a few extra calories to burn now we set off once again.

Adventures of Sara & JellyHis & Hers

Our route ahead: the banks of the Maribyrnong River

It only takes minutes for the regret to sink in.

My legs are trembling beneath me.

Perhaps I should have taken a slightly less cocky approach to the ride there.

On the other hand…

Jelly is in full steam; he reaches the river and his home, zipping around the banks like Cadel Evans on his last leg of his Tour De France Triumph. Before i can shout out to him to go on ahead, our paths have already been lost.

Determined to catch a glimpse of him, I power on ahead, but my tired, angry legs are too slow.

Images of the monstrous climb up ahead haunt me and just as I am about to admit defeat, I see Jelly shoot out of the corner…He’s come back to rescue me, hopefully with a portable stretcher strapped to his back.

Unfortunately all he has to offer is some dear words of encouragement, which I humbly accept and precede onwards to my inevitable fate.

Determination and inner strength push me through the next twenty minutes. Mind over matter, one pedal stroke at a time and as home draws near, my breath gets calm.

With the sight of success my body surrenders…

On this beautiful spring afternoon, I am the winner.

Who am I and why am I here?

Sara Caputo; daughter, sister, aunty, friend, girlfriend, lover, spoilt brat, princess, performer, artist, writer, entertainer, creative lunatic, clown, actress, dancer, image conscious, image obsessed, foodie, fitness nut, yogi, burpee queen, beast… sexy beast, right handed, left brain newbie, business woman, business owner, program developer, motivator, helper, procrastinator, passionate, fiery, explosive, emotional italian and fab-u-lous! For some the answer to who am I just rolls of their tongue, for others the moment they get asked their insides turn, their throats tighten and and their brain thumps…crazy, stressful thoughts start shooting off inside you as you stand, paralysed and dumb founded wanting to scream, “How the hell do I answer this?” That’s me! Whats the right answer? What’s the answer that is most true to the current situation? What does the the other person want the answer to be? Why does this have to be so hard? And the answer to that is simple… I doesn’t! You are who you are, whatever you are and it can be one word, 10 words, 500 words. It may be easy to formulate or the longest sentence ever made full of grammatical errors and non existent words. What ever it is I am sure its Fab-u-lous and I want to find it. By the way I am just finding this all too! I am here to share my crazy journey of finding fabulous, Admitting and accepting who you are, where you come from and where you might be going can get tricky and sticky and eekie and if we can’t talk about, laugh about it, cry about it and share it with people then that would be just a tad boring. I love telling stories. This is my creative journey and if someone out there reads this, connects with it or exits the page with a smile than thats my bonus. Lets find Fab-u-lous everywhere!